Random Acts of January

On Saturday Meadow suggested a trip to the library. I can't say no to that.

I don't know if she loves the library because of the books or the toys.

Hello old house.

Good to see it still standing.

After the library we went to the St. Paul's Midway neighborhood to pick out Meadow's new glasses.

After our drive home from Pearle Vision Meadow fell asleep in the car. When we got home Scott brought her upstairs to go back to sleep. Normally this never works, but it worked today. She had been sleeping for 2.5 hours when I went to go wake her up. 

Usually she is really crabby if I have to wake her up, but this time she just seemed really tired and felt warm. I checked her temperature and she had her first fever. By the next morning she was feeling a lot better.

On Sunday, Meadow and Scott read all her new books.

She was also well enough to climb on buffets.

Just so you know a learning tower is a blessing and curse. Your kid will figure out how to move it around and go places they probably shouldn't.

Meadow was treated to some raisins and Cheerios before breakfast was finished. We figured she was starving after hardly eating the night before.

Mmm...hmm, red flannel hash.

We texted Blake on Saturday asking if he wanted to come over for beer and taco dip.

Beer, taco dip and the Packers game. That last one you missed.

Surprisingly he said yes. I told Meadow he was coming so she made a fort in his honor.

Our bathroom remodel project has been on hiatus for a while now. A killer sale at Menard's got us to finally pick up the shower tile. It was such a good deal that I picked some up for the kitchen backsplash too.

Blake arrived with brandy and beer.

I had already brought out all of our weird liqueurs.

The rest of the day was football, snacks and booze.

Notice Meadow and I in the background. She made me read her books to her over and over all day.

After her first fever, she was enthralled by her thermometer. We're not sure how she figured out that it goes in her mouth, since we used her arm pit.

During halftime we made Brandy Alexanders. So, of course, we had to listen to Feist's "Brandy Alexander."

Meadow came over to lay on me and fell asleep. She must've still not be feeling well because this never happens.

After a Packer's victory we had leftover tacos. We had promised Blake fish tacos, but were just too damn lazy after the game.