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Thursday, March 26th, 2009 01:19 pm
Aunt Julia came down about 10:30 to drop off the gown for Drew's baptism (which is Sunday), to talk, and to see his day care. I was really pleased to show off the day care as it's very nice - bright, cheerful, busy (in a good way) and friendly. Wonderful folks. Alas, she didn't get to hold Drew: he was sound asleep in the swing, and while he deigned to blink vaguely, he didn't actually decide to wake up. (If he'd been in a bouncy chair, I'd've scooped him and woken him up, but to extricate him from the swing in its protective corner required getting past other babies and I just didn't want to go to that effort to wake a sleeping baby.)

By the time we were done hanging out at the day care, Scott had just called me and was about to go on his lunch break, so we ended up all getting together for lunch. He took us to a lovely little Moroccan restaurant here in Wilsonville. I've driven past it before without noticing it, but never been; he's gone with his coworkers. Tasty food, good prices, lovely decor. I could be coerced into going back. ;) Good conversation, too. It was a lovely meal.

After that we went our separate ways and I took a nap. Naps are a lovely thing. Then picked up Drew from day care and had a couple friends over to play Runebound. That was fun, but it had some bumps (Runebound isn't really a quick enough game for a weekday evening; one person showed up, failed to make enough noise to be heard, and left without getting into the house - eek; and Drew was a bit fussier than normal though still okay). If we did it again I think I'd want to do what we considered but didn't do - Scott and I playing one character as a team, with one of us playing and the other tending to or holding Drew. It would have worked a lot better in this case, and I'd've liked to give Drew the extra attention (though, let me note, he was only very briefly not being held by someone, when he was in the play yard to see what he thought of it).

Today isn't a bad day; while straightening out insurance snafus isn't exactly as nice as yesterday was, it is very nice compared to not straightening them out. Besides, I got a melon-flavored Slurpee at 7-Eleven. I'm easily amused/pleased, some days.