Friday
We had Thanksgiving on Saturday evening since J has to work on Sunday and today I wanted to relax and get caught up on some house work and work that is due at the end of this week. So far, no relaxing has been done.
Saturday Lil' Man had Beavers as it was the sleep over but this year he couldn't sleep over since we weren't comfortable with the leaders being able to deal with his Diabetes so we went in the morning to do all of the other fun stuff. They built Home Depot helicopters, did a good deed for a stranger (they had a bracelet that they had to pass on to the person they did the good deed for. Lil' Man held a lady's shopping cart so it wouldn't roll away as he is still too little to carry big cases of water); there were wheelbarrow races where they had to wear really big clothes and run across the lawn with a wheelbarrow with pumpkins and gourds in it (oddly enough there was only one child that had tears); they built scarecrows but I was unaware that they were to bring old clothes that don't fit so we were stuck filling adult clothing with hay. We dropped the scarecrow off at Lil' Man's dads house and it scared him that night when he got home from work. He thought someone was laying on his front steps. It didn't scare a crow but it scared a human.
We made it home just in time for the small things to be done for dinner. We cooked butternut squash (it was my first time and I am not sold on it just yet). J loves it, Lil' Man doesn't. I think I'll cook it only for Thanksgiving and Christmas.
Sunday came with frustration as I was hoping that they (my parents) were going to go home but they stayed until Monday morning. It is the ONLY time I get with my son and I feel when they (or anyone) stays too long that they are robbing me of time with my kid. Is that normal? We (Lil' Man, Poppa and I) went for a walk at MacKenzie King Estate in Gatineau Park and there were hordes of people. I have never seen so many cars there and I am there at least 15-20 times a month but of course I am there after "closing" time.
By bath time on Sunday night, Lil' Man had had two time outs throughout the day for talking back, yelling, throwing things, lying and being an overall pain in the ass when he was sent to his room. He would throw things out of his door and tell me that he has to leave to get them. I wouldn't let him and he proceeded to scream at me saying that I am mean and I never let him do things. (Yup! I am the mean person all the time. I'm used to it.) Every time he threw a screaming fit I checked his sugar levels (after he finished of course, no sense doing it during, I'd probably get pricked with the lancet needle instead of him) and they were all normal so he had no reason or excuse to yell at me because of this or that. (I have found he hopes to be low at bedtime so he gets more snacks and that he uses his Diabetes as an excuse. I nipped that in the bud pretty darn quick. Having Diabetes is not an excuse nor does it limit him in anyway from doing anything.)
Today is Monday and oh boy how I wish I got to sleep in and relax. I think I need to take a "me" day soon where I get to sleep in. I haven't slept in for ages. Although, I had a mini panic attack when I woke up because it was Monday and I still had Lil' Man and he needed his insulin. Thankfully, it was only 7:21 when I woke up and he was starting to stir so I didn't need to wake him for once.
My parents left at 20 after 12. Lil' Man and J have been trying to watch Transformers 3 downstairs. I am outside on my front patio enjoying the nice warm weather while we have it as well as the peace and quiet.
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