Thursday started off with more BodyStep preparation, Belle’s morning walk, and lots and lots of coffee.

Most unfortunately, the April weather was up to its usual tricks, leaving us with a gray and drizzly day. Since that meant the park was a no-go, I tried to tire Kate out with a bunch of errands.

We hit up Harris Teeter in the Tysons area because it offers covered underground parking. I like this Harris Teeter because the deli guy is super surly but always gets my order correct. Sadly, when I approached the deli counter, these three guys in suits were ordering hundreds of various deli meats and cheeses in various, nonsensical quanties in a haphazhard way.

I don’t know if it was picnic lunch at the office day or what, but whoever sent these bozos better have tripled checked their order because they had no idea what they were doing. Finally, I interjected and said I just needed two things, so could I please jump in. To their credit, they let me ahead of them. In the meantime, Kate consumed half of the cheese display and a good portion of the sliced bread samples.

After some other errands, we returned home for lunch and Kate’s nap. Again, I prayed to every god I could think of for Kate to take a good nap. And again she woke up within the hour.

And she woke up in one of the grumpiest moods of all time.

Since I couldn’t take another afternoon of crying and barking, we headed out to run errands.

First, the post office to pick up Vienna Moms mail.

And then onto Bank of American to deposit Vienna Moms money.

And then to Great Harvest Bread for a chocolate loaf, because, well, why not?

And then home to take Belle for a walk.

Oh, well, look at that, it’s time for dinner and then bed! How time flies!

Let is be known that Kate also learned a new phrase today. As I was getting her ready for bed, she said to me: “Mama, I mad at you!”

And then she laughed. Like she said the funniest thing ever.

“Mad at you, Mama! He he he.”

She said it so jolly like, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know what that means.

But in the next breathe she said love you, mama, so I guess it cancels out.

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Sarah is a thiry-something wife to an engineer and mother of three. She loves teaching aerobic and cycling classes, learning to shoot with her DSLR in manual mode, and drinking coffee.