Tuesday cont.

So I haven't been sleeping well with Todd gone. Brynn cries in the night that her legs hurt from her knees down. Growing pains?? Whatever. I sleep with the cell phone in my hand. I think the alarm will go off in the night and I need to be ready with that because the freaks will cut the land lines, right? So I lay down to take a rest with Sophie at 4pm. Ally comes in and reminds me that she was going to babysit so I could go to Parent/Teacher conferences. Oops. I get ready, walk to the school, spend an hour talking to the teachers. Okay, now I have 1 hour before the kids need to be at church, a cranky 2 year old (she isn't sleeping either). The kids suggest Bajio. We're so there. Kids meals are the same price as mcdonalds but the adults meal tastes so much better. A friendly older couple was watching the kids, watching me, making my way down the line, choosing just the right rice, bean, and garnish for each child. Finally I said" husband's out of town", feeling like they needed an explanation. She said it sounded like a good idea I was there too. So we sit down. Brigham is cleaning up his already spilled pop over by the soda machine. Sophie didn't look comfortable in the wooden high chair--she was reclined back so her neck was holding her up so I put her on my lap. Next Brynn's drink tips off the table and lands face down. I'm thinking, good, don't need the man with the mop to come over so I quickly pick it up. As I bend down to get it, Sophie reaches for my plate and gets a handful of hot refried beans then the loudest screeeeeeeeeech ever. I quickly wipe off her hand and put it in my ice water. Then another loud screeeeeeeeeech. Uh, what was I thinking???? No cooking/dishes for me vs. putting a 5 month old in danger. So I put my whole dinner in a to-go box, dropped the older two off for their church activities 25 minutes early and headed for the barn. Hopefully they will all go down without resistance. See you tomorrow...