After two lovely days spent exploring three parks, we woke up to thunderstorms today. (Peter cleverly used the sign for water--which we've only used in relation to drinking--while pointing at both the showerhead and out the window today.) I seem to have adjusted to outdoors-mode already because it felt tedious finding a day's worth of activities in the house. When Kara (SIL) called and suggested we leave Peter with our other SIL and catch a matinee showing of Dear Frankie , it didn't take much arm twisting to convince me. I ended up leaving Peter mid-nap, which turned out as well as it could have. Peter was happy to see Randi at first and took awhile to start asking for me. We got back two hours after he woke up and he was more excited to see Kara walk through the door than me. Once Dan came home, he was acting strangely--the littlest things kept causing him to burst into tears. He kept gnawing on his hand, so maybe his newest tooth (#8 broke through after much hemming and hawing last Thursday) is still hurting him. He and Dan went to bed at 9:30--Dan is now on his third day in a row (or maybe fourth) of waking up at 3 a.m. to do schoolwork. I think he's insane.
The movie was quite good. It didn't rely on any of the typical Hollywood stand-bys to keep the viewer interested, which I always appreciate. I considered bringing Peter along, since independent films playing on Wednesday afternoons aren't likely to be busy, but I'm glad I didn't. There were 25ish people there, and if he had done anything other than nap through it, I doubt I could have kept him in my lap.
I'm an avid LOST watcher, even though I usually try to stay away from shows that intense (ER excepted). I'm horrible at guessing plot twists, but I like the unusual format. The problem with a show like this is that the longer it drags on, the harder it will be to come up with interesting back stories. I don't see how it could go more than a couple seasons before getting old. But for now, it's great. I've been looking forward to the next Locke episode, but it sure didn't answer any questions. Geesh, that guy has been used. I can't handle skipping the commercials because I get too worked up, so it's the only hour all week that I sit through them.
I finished knitting a pair of girly Longies, but still need to do the embellishing. Maybe, just maybe my LTK yarn will arrive tomorrow. I got excited when the mailman rang the doorbell this morning (he woke us up at 8:30) and I answered the door in my pajamas, without my glasses on. Turned out that the big box was the small Fireflies I bought on ebay over the weekend, which was fun, but not yarn.