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today thomas came home a little early from work while bubba was still napping and i was working like a mad woman on my last stack of billing in this never-ending hell of inputing data this month...
he leisurely tossed himself on the couch and proclaimed, "well, i'm just gonna do a little light reading..." in kind of a sassy tone.
i looked back his way with a little irritation since i was obviously at the end of a very long road and was feeling somewhat haggard.
"oh really, and what is that you're reading over there?"
"oh nothing," he says nonchalantly with a sly grin.
i squint my eyes because of course i am not wearing my glasses or contacts (of course!) and see the words "bernina" on top of a pamphlet of machines that look like this:
"dont toy with my emotions thomas robertson!!" i yell like a child who has just been teased by her big brother or something.
"what?" he asks innocently, "i went by to check things out... talked to a lady who told me all about the activa 220... looks pretty cool..." (that's the one i want!)
so, i curled up next to him on the couch and with one arm around me, and one arm holding the brochure up we browsed all the features of each machine over and over. i was giddy. i've never been so excited to possibly, maybe get something on dec. 25th since christmas of 1991 when i received not only the ez bake oven, but baby alive as well.
so.... we will see.... we will wait and see...
then later, just as i fried one side of the southwest egg rolls i made for dinner tonight (thank you for the recipe echo) the power went out.
we ate half fried southwest egg rolls, not bad.
and then we were a little frenzied... what do we do with ourselves all night? no internet, no dvds, no tv, no lights...
so, we lit a few candles, armed ourselves with the camera on it's tripod, a few flashlights and some balls from ambrose's collection. we came up with these delights (one of which i look crazy/high/tired in... but i liked bubba's silly grin):
after the picture taking, we strategically set up the flashlights around the room and thomas got out his ukulele. we sang songs to ambrose as he sat on my lap and ate his very random dinner from the cupboard and then we just talked and laughed as a family.
"this is so simple and wholesome," said thomas, "i like it."
"i really really like it too," i agreed (as ambrose babbled to us and we pretended to understand).
as i was singing and thomas was playing and singing ambrose would nuzzle me and cuddle up and sing along in his language too. it isnt the first time we have had experiences like this, but it just felt so pure and uninterrupted.
then about half an hour later the power came back on and we bathed the boy, put him to bed and continued our latest crazy ritual of blowing up the air mattress to watch movies on.
we watched miracle on 34th (or is it 24th?) street in our front room with hot chocolate. i dont know why we love blowing up the mattress so much, but we just do. it feels like we are having some sort of holiday or something, it's just fun.
we laid there making fun of the cheesy parts in the movie, enjoying the classic parts and being together.
thomas would make fun of something and i would shoot an unappreciative glare at him and he would say, "what? i like this part. this is how im enjoying it..." and i would believe him and go back to enjoying it in my way (silently... like a normal person) until it was my turn to make fun of something and have him shoot me a mock unappreciative glare... ah, young love.
sorry this has turned out to be so long, but i just didnt want to forget today. i re-learned a lot about the joy of family and how if we have each other, we dont need much else (not even a bernina activa 220... although that would be nice).