![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
quality time
.
Sarah and I have been doing stuff together. The routine has been that Cathy takes her to Chinese school on Saturday morning, and then they eat lunch. Cathy's doing better, but the week before this one, she wasn't up to the Saturday morning part, so I took Sarah to her class. The day before that was payday Friday, and Cathy wasn't able to go out for dinner, so Sarah and I went out to Sakura for sushi and yakisoba. Since it was a weekend night, they had a piano player in the lounge. I didn't have a dollar bill, so I made a point of giving him a thumbs-up on my way out, so he'd at least know I thought he did a good job.
Getting back to Saturday (I seem to be unstuck in time today), I suggested to Sarah after her class that we might go to the science museum. She responded with a degree of apathy and I used my Jedi mind tricks to guilt her into going. She started enjoying herself right away, going through the climber, up the rock wall, controlling the little bathyscaphe (or whatever it is) and other stuff on the first floor. It got to be lunch time, so we ate in the museum cafeteria. I had a delightful potato and leek soup, and Sarah grudgingly munched the grilled cheese sandwich she had first asked for. I missed the part where she changed her request to a cheeseburger. Refreshed, we continued through the museum. I made a trip back to the car for my camera, which didn't work. I suspected at first it might have been too cold to work, but signs seemed to indicate that it might have been left on (which I thought was impossible). No batteries in the gift shop, so I made another trip through the rather cold day we were having back to the car for two AAs. Then we went to the top floor (traveling bug exhibit, with giant mechanical insects, flats of pinned specimens, and some live crawlies in glass cages) and worked our way on down. Sarah enjoyed the hands-on stuff and tried to hurry me up through the museum-type stuff, with artifacts and dioramas and recreations of old-timey stores and offices with mannequins.
Sunday was our usual day for bowling, but the snow was coming down, and streets weren't plowed quite enough for my taste, and I didn't want to get stuck on the street when Cathy couldn't even come for us (her car wasn't starting for some reason at that time) so we stayed in.
Then we passed a pretty normal week, with some extra shoveling and sweater wearing. For supper Friday, I took Sarah to Wendy's to see how she liked it. She liked it fine. I suggested the root beer float, and she liked that, and got a mandarin orange cup for both of us. I showed her the small bacon burger, and she got one of those. It was the first time I remember going to a Wendy's since before we had her, and I was glad to see that the Junior Deluxe Cheeseburger is still a good eat. The chili was tasty as well.
When Saturday came, Cathy was doing well enough that she went in with Sarah, and after class and a bite of food, they watched HOTEL FOR DOGS at the theater near the mall. On Sunday, Sarah and I went bowling and arranged for her birthday party on February 8. Our first game was a good one. In the third frame, we both got strikes, not even hitting the bumpers. We also picked up several spares. Sarah was rolling a bunch of good ones, right down the middle. I wasn't doing all that badly either. The second day wasn't as great, but it still wasn't awful like two weeks before when I couldn't manage a straight roll if somebody'd offered me a trip to Disneyland. (My suspicion was that playing Wii bowling was wrecking my reflexes for real bowling.) Then we went to King Buffet, where we both enjoyed some tasty stuffed clams and other delights for lunch.
That brings us up to today, which is just beginning. Sarah has already helped herself to breakfast. She announced to me (I was in the bathroom at the time) that she had mastered the whipped cream can and put some on a cup of pudding. Breakfast. I've been making her bacon for breakfast most days, at her request, and was surprised to see her vary her routine.
The house is looking better and better inside. I got a lot of boxes out of various rooms, upstairs and downstairs, cut up, flattened, and off to recycling. I made a bunch of new room in the garage, which now seems more spacious, though it will never be big enough for two cars, because the kitchen sticks into it. The family room is big enough for Sarah to really let loose when she dances, and she also wants to rassle more. She's home for the King holiday (no relation to the buffet), so all day today is Daddy and Sarah time. We're watching DVR'd "Avatar" episodes. It's a pretty good show. And Sarah's playing with the breath gauge they had Cathy using at the hospital. I brought it home because I suspected Sarah would be interested in it. I get to be right sometimes.
Cathy has ALA Midwinter this weekend, in Denver, so from Friday to Tuesday will be Daddy and Sarah time too.
edited to add: We also went swimming at the Y, for the first time in a while. Sarah seems to have had a good time, as she wants to go again soon. I'm all for it, as I need the exercise, and we're paying big bucks. She doesn't like her swimming lessons now because the teacher isn't letting her wear goggles with a nose cover. She says she's not used to it, and I tell her she should try to get used to it. (repeat sentence ad libitum)
.
Sarah and I have been doing stuff together. The routine has been that Cathy takes her to Chinese school on Saturday morning, and then they eat lunch. Cathy's doing better, but the week before this one, she wasn't up to the Saturday morning part, so I took Sarah to her class. The day before that was payday Friday, and Cathy wasn't able to go out for dinner, so Sarah and I went out to Sakura for sushi and yakisoba. Since it was a weekend night, they had a piano player in the lounge. I didn't have a dollar bill, so I made a point of giving him a thumbs-up on my way out, so he'd at least know I thought he did a good job.
Getting back to Saturday (I seem to be unstuck in time today), I suggested to Sarah after her class that we might go to the science museum. She responded with a degree of apathy and I used my Jedi mind tricks to guilt her into going. She started enjoying herself right away, going through the climber, up the rock wall, controlling the little bathyscaphe (or whatever it is) and other stuff on the first floor. It got to be lunch time, so we ate in the museum cafeteria. I had a delightful potato and leek soup, and Sarah grudgingly munched the grilled cheese sandwich she had first asked for. I missed the part where she changed her request to a cheeseburger. Refreshed, we continued through the museum. I made a trip back to the car for my camera, which didn't work. I suspected at first it might have been too cold to work, but signs seemed to indicate that it might have been left on (which I thought was impossible). No batteries in the gift shop, so I made another trip through the rather cold day we were having back to the car for two AAs. Then we went to the top floor (traveling bug exhibit, with giant mechanical insects, flats of pinned specimens, and some live crawlies in glass cages) and worked our way on down. Sarah enjoyed the hands-on stuff and tried to hurry me up through the museum-type stuff, with artifacts and dioramas and recreations of old-timey stores and offices with mannequins.
Sunday was our usual day for bowling, but the snow was coming down, and streets weren't plowed quite enough for my taste, and I didn't want to get stuck on the street when Cathy couldn't even come for us (her car wasn't starting for some reason at that time) so we stayed in.
Then we passed a pretty normal week, with some extra shoveling and sweater wearing. For supper Friday, I took Sarah to Wendy's to see how she liked it. She liked it fine. I suggested the root beer float, and she liked that, and got a mandarin orange cup for both of us. I showed her the small bacon burger, and she got one of those. It was the first time I remember going to a Wendy's since before we had her, and I was glad to see that the Junior Deluxe Cheeseburger is still a good eat. The chili was tasty as well.
When Saturday came, Cathy was doing well enough that she went in with Sarah, and after class and a bite of food, they watched HOTEL FOR DOGS at the theater near the mall. On Sunday, Sarah and I went bowling and arranged for her birthday party on February 8. Our first game was a good one. In the third frame, we both got strikes, not even hitting the bumpers. We also picked up several spares. Sarah was rolling a bunch of good ones, right down the middle. I wasn't doing all that badly either. The second day wasn't as great, but it still wasn't awful like two weeks before when I couldn't manage a straight roll if somebody'd offered me a trip to Disneyland. (My suspicion was that playing Wii bowling was wrecking my reflexes for real bowling.) Then we went to King Buffet, where we both enjoyed some tasty stuffed clams and other delights for lunch.
That brings us up to today, which is just beginning. Sarah has already helped herself to breakfast. She announced to me (I was in the bathroom at the time) that she had mastered the whipped cream can and put some on a cup of pudding. Breakfast. I've been making her bacon for breakfast most days, at her request, and was surprised to see her vary her routine.
The house is looking better and better inside. I got a lot of boxes out of various rooms, upstairs and downstairs, cut up, flattened, and off to recycling. I made a bunch of new room in the garage, which now seems more spacious, though it will never be big enough for two cars, because the kitchen sticks into it. The family room is big enough for Sarah to really let loose when she dances, and she also wants to rassle more. She's home for the King holiday (no relation to the buffet), so all day today is Daddy and Sarah time. We're watching DVR'd "Avatar" episodes. It's a pretty good show. And Sarah's playing with the breath gauge they had Cathy using at the hospital. I brought it home because I suspected Sarah would be interested in it. I get to be right sometimes.
Cathy has ALA Midwinter this weekend, in Denver, so from Friday to Tuesday will be Daddy and Sarah time too.
edited to add: We also went swimming at the Y, for the first time in a while. Sarah seems to have had a good time, as she wants to go again soon. I'm all for it, as I need the exercise, and we're paying big bucks. She doesn't like her swimming lessons now because the teacher isn't letting her wear goggles with a nose cover. She says she's not used to it, and I tell her she should try to get used to it. (repeat sentence ad libitum)
.
no subject
We used to vary our duckpin bowling games with different patterns we had to achieve on different frames (Steven got a pass on account of being young). So frame 5 might be something like you had to hit the bumpers twice on the left for the frame to count. Kept things equal for all of us.
no subject
no subject
Now I go for variety.
However, I can still put away enough steamed salmon to get my money's worth.
no subject
no subject
no subject
Here she is a year or so ago, in Massachusetts, playing soccer:
And here she is, a big girl on her first day of first grade, along with
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
Wow! Cathy can go to the ALA conference? That's good that she's up to it.