Today was the boys' first day of Sunday School (everybody else started last week while we watched the wet marathon). The church decided to add a 2 year old program this year, so Leo gets to go too. Since he cried every week this spring when he didn't get to stay in Sunday School with Peter, we figured it was safe to sign him up. The boys and I biked to church and got there as the 5 minute bells tolled -- more leeway than we usually have. We went to Peter's room first, where he plunked himself down in a seat, started coloring, and might have given me a wave as I left. Next to Leo's room, where he declared which seat was his and was so caught up in counting the crayons at his spot that he didn't notice I was leaving. An hour later, I came back (more concerned that Leo'd pooped than if he was upset) to pick them up. Leo had a fit, screaming that he didn't want to leave. He'd had a snack! And made a playdoh snake! And read a story with a rainbow in it! And there was a snack! The teachers said he was the only child who answered their questions and he'd been great. Peter was in a good mood when we went to his room. He'd colored his whole picture with different colors in each section (unlike last fall's monochromatic tendencies) and told Leo he'd had a snack too and heard a story about birthday parties. They both said they'd sat in a circle and then sung songs and watched a video. After asking Leo's teacher to clarify the rainbow story, Leo agreed that the story was about God making the earth and the stars and the moon.
Such a different experience than last time. Thank goodness.
My sister's running her first marathon today. I had a grand adventure planned where we'd bike to to the race course and see her at three places along with seeing the lead runners around the 18 mile mark. Our old house was a few blocks from the race course and I have my favorite viewing spot. Then we woke to thunder and the promise of hours of steady rain. We revised our 25 mile bike plan and will be driving to the 18 mile spot in time to catch her, her husband/Dan's cousin, their friend, and Dan's coworker run by. In the meantime, we've been able to watch them electronically pass mile markers. I feel like I'm cheering her on even if she can't hear me. Go runners go!
On the way to the dentist this morning, my been-sounding-loudish-for-a-week car clicked and got really loud. On further inspection, it appears that the pipe next to the muffler is no longer attached to the muffler. I'm going to Midas with a 10% off coupon this afternoon.
The dentist and hygenist managed to open Leo's mouth enough to take an x-ray and determine that not only does his chipped front tooth have multiple cavities, it needs to be removed under general anesthesia and the other three front teeth need to be capped. He might need fillings in the back teeth too. The upside is that because the work will have to be done in a hospital, it will likely be covered under health insurance, which sucks less than our dental coverage.
It has taken me five hours to get past my plan to curl up in a corner somewhere and cry.