full house

this weekend, i babysat for my friend, who has a two year old and a five year old. they both had very healthy amounts of energy, and i am completely worn out from the experience. i better get used to it... clay will be two before i know it, and we'll have fun then! actually, we had a very good weekend. no temper tantrums and no injuries, so i count myself lucky.

the five year old was very perceptive. she discovered that i have 24 plants to water. no wonder its such a chore to water them! she was very impatient with my herbs, because i had just planted them, and she thought they should grow -- now. she was dissapointed when they didn't sprout before she left.

they both decided that they liked wearing my shoes, so i got pictures of one of them wearing a pair of platform sandals, and the other wearing doc marten work boots. such a combination, i know. clay had the time of his life. he rarely sees such excitement, and sat on my lap in wide eyed wonder, watching all the activity around him.

he had quite a week, actually. i also had a home and garden party this weekend, and so had some people over. my neice was here visiting from iowa for the week with her little boy (she was staying at my parent's house), and so she visited our place a few days, too.

our couch was in such a state of disrepair -- it was my grandmother's, then my parents, before i "inherited" it, so it was quite old, and literally on its last legs. anyway, we got another couch this week -- albeit secondhand -- but it was better than the old one!

but we had fun moving the OLD couch (which was also a hideabed) upstairs (to our guest room). it got stuck several times, and then the bed part would fall out and have to be pushed back in. we finally got that upstairs, and after catching our breath, we had to go outside and get the "new" couch out of the truck. i was having a hard time pushing it in the door and nick said to just shove it in. so i did. but his hand was in the way. and it got jammed between the couch and the doorway... whereupon he discovered that the couch was not as soft as he initially thought. i actually dislocated his thumb, and after some healthy shouting, upon closer examination, he realized it wasn't broken, so when the throbbing had ceased somewhat, he helped me get it in. as it was, it was stuck in the doorway, and i couldn't get in -- and he couldn't get out (which, after me hurting his thumb, he may have thought was just fine).

but we got it in. and after getting it in place, i got the couch cover on it, and it looked all right. we sat down to relax. i was already exhausted, and still had to go to work later. after a while, nick wondered where monty was (the little dog). pretty soon, we heard whining. after we looked around for awhile, i thought -- i think its coming from behind the couch. sure enough, he had gotten back there somehow while we were moving it and we hadn't noticed him. then, when we put it back, there was a chair on one side and a bookcase on the other, so he couldn't get out. so, after moving the couch, we had a very happy puppy running about the living room.

i hope we don't have any major projects for awhile... i just want to take it easy for a few weeks.