I think L was sleepwalking last night and it was the most hilarious thing. A sleepwalked (?)(sleptwalked?) when he was little. Well, kinda. His mom says it was more like sleeprunning and I'm a little suspicious that he was a typical kid and was awake and full of energy, but pretended to be asleep.
Anyway, she stumbled downstairs looking sad and lost.
Me: What's wrong, honey?
She doesn't remember anything, but I had fun reenacting it for her today.
E and L went to a birthday party yesterday and came out looking and acting like teenagers. I'm not ready for this with all the rocking out to One Direction and Taylor Swift. I had already pointed out the slightly older girls at the roller skating rink to A - the ones with their outfits accessorized, skating together in little groups and giggling at the boys. The party included a beauty parlor with manicures and hair stuff and make-up. Then they put together a dance with the wii game Just Dance and ate a bunch of food. Families were invited back to sled in their backyard at the end, so we spent an hour sledding.
During the party, we went jeans shopping for A. Usually jeans shopping sucks, but he's down two sizes, so it was encouraging rather than discouraging. Then we took C to Coldstone Creamery as a special You-Don't-Get-To-Attend-A-Birthday-Party-But-You-DO-Get-To-Go-Shopping-With-Mom-And-Dad treat. They have salted caramel yogurt and it was divine.
A has made up a dozen Harry Potter jokes and they all go something like this:
Q: Which wizard does Voldemort complains about?