Kai Monday

This week we are child-free (Courtney has gone on a cruise and Bryce is at a college camp) but we have the grand-daughter. I'm going to try to post daily this week, so Courtney can catch up on the week when she comes into port. Craig and I started our "grandparenting" adventure by exhausting Kai to the point that she fell asleep beside me on the sofa, half eaten princess apples in hand. She woke up just a bit as we tried to take this picture:

Monday began with some interesting conversation. Kai remembered to come into my bedroom when she woke up. I asked her to hand me my pajamas, which were at the foot of the bed. We had this conversation as I got dressed:

Kai: "Why do you sleep naked in your bed?"
Me: "I usually do."
Kai: "Like Grandpa do?"
Me: "Uh...I guess?"
Kai: "You and Grandpa are SO silly!"
Me: "Why?"
Kai: "Because you and Grandpa like to sleep naked in your bed."

She topped this brilliant observation by following me into the bathroom and closing us into the room. She announced, "Grandpa doesn't like it when I come in here, but you're a sucker, so you do." This comes from Courtney once saying that she wouldn't pick Kai up, but I would because I'm a sucker. It's true that I'll pick Kai up any time she asks, if I'm not holding anything else.

Leaving our conversations aside, we decided to build with legos. Kai built a very tall tower:

After awhile, she decided we should go back to bed. We crawled into my bed, where she sung me songs and tucked me in:

We got up and bathed. I took a shower while Kai took a bath in the tub next to my shower. That worked really well - she played with toys while I took a shower. When we got done, Kai even squeegeed my shower for me! (She loves to do that, for some reason.) After our showers, we went to the market to get some groceries. Once home, we made a picnic lunch to eat in the backyard. We made peanut butter and jelly water crackers. (Kai wanted to put water on the crackers after we made them, because we had talked about making them with "water crackers". It took some discussion to talk her out of that method.) Here Kai is, enjoying her peanut butter and jelly, water crackers:

Kai and I took naps, then we headed out to get our nails done. After our volunteer event this weekend, my hands were a disaster. So I decided to get a manicure, rather than the pedicure I usually get at the nail place. Kai was very confused by this change of course. She questioned every single thing the lady did during the manicure - what is that? why is she doing that? I let Kai pick out the color(s) for her nails. I told her she could do different colors if she wanted, so naturally she picked out two colors:

I wanted a clear polish with just a bit of sparkle in it, because I don't ordinarily wear nail polish on my hands (I find it distracting and a little confusing when I catch the color out of the corner of my eye). I thought the gold sparkle Kai had picked out would be sheer enough for my purposes. My hands:

Right. I know. That's not sheer at all. It's not at all attention grabbing, right? I mean, if I see that out of the corner of my eye, I'll think it's just my nails. Or I'll scream. I'm not sure which; but I am sure that nail polish won't last the week! (Even if I have to find nail polish remover in Courtney's bathroom, because I'm not sure I have any myself.)

Kai was really great all day. We got home and she was playing in her room with legos (or cleaning her room, it's debatable) so I went downstairs to make dinner for her. Craig and I were planning to run an errand when he got home, so the plan was that she would eat dinner before we went and we would eat when we got home. But I destroyed that plan when I missed a step halfway down the stairs. My foot landed sideways on the landing, I felt my leg hit the carpet while I was still upright, and I heard the loudest pop my body has ever made.

It was all I could do to stop crying when Kai came down to see what had happened. I was trying to text and call Craig, because I already knew I wasn't getting up. Kai brought me her teddy bear, Cotton Candy. When that didn't make me all better, she returned to her room and got her water for me. She offered to get an ice pack for me, but even though she managed to unlock and open the garage door (a new trick) she was unable to reach the freezer in the garage. She knew right where the ice packs were, though!

She returned and asked me to come out and open the freezer. Instead, I directed her to get a towel from the bottom drawer in the kitchen, where they are handily stored, and to fill a cup with ice from the kitchen freezer (which is on the bottom of our fridge). She brought me more cups of ice and we made an ice pack for my swelling ankle. Before too long, she made a second ice pack for herself. She also distracted me by drawing on my legs with a piece of ice. At one point, she went to her room and made me something out of legos.

Craig raced home through the typical, horrible traffic. At one point he told me, "Remember that jackass truck yesterday, weaving through traffic? I'm that jackass tonight." I just asked him to please not crash. When he got close to home, I had Kai get her shoes so I could get them on her before he arrived. I also had Kai clean up - putting away three cups and five towels she had used to make ice packs (this did not include the two towels I was using at the time). When Craig got home, he quickly packed Kai's dinner (a lunchable that she talked this sucker into buying earlier at the market), Kai's tablet (thanks Maurico!), my kindle, and our iPads for our trip to urgent care.

Just past the urgent care center, the police had set up a sobriety checkpoint. We "avoided" the checkpoint by turning into urgent care, so a motorcycle cop followed us. When we parked at the urgent care, he decided we weren't trying to avoid the sobriety check and left us be. Craig went inside and returned with a wheelchair for me. It was big enough for both Kai and I! (This was handy, because Kai insisted on riding with me most of the time.) Here we are in the room, Kai is eating the chocolate pudding from her lunchable, after much discussion (she initially told Craig she didn't like chocolate pudding, but he talked her into trying it while I was getting X-rays and she was sharing it with him when I returned to the room):

My ankle is just sprained, not broken. But I'm supposed to be off it for a week or two. Anyone want to place bets on how likely that is?