Don’t Plan on It
It’s not that often that Jake and I actually sit down together and agree on a television show to watch. This gathering has become even more scarce since Quinn was born. In fact there have been exactly 4 times we’ve sat down together and (tried) to watch something — the Presidental & VP debates. On the evening of the first debate we made it a point to leave my in-law’s early enough, so we’d have plenty of time to settle in.
Things did not go as planned. She lost her “cool” about 20 minutes into the debate. I took her outside to relax and I got stung by a bee. Which, what in the world was a bee doing on a cool evening towards the end of September??? Not to mention I’ve somehow avoided being stung by a bee for the past 20+ years — and I get stung now? I fell into a slight panic because the bee stung me on my arm, the arm that was holding my child. I also panicked because the last time I got stung, the affected area swelled to the size of a bowling ball. Just slightly unpleasant.
Anyway, long story short, I think it took us 4 hours to watch the 90 minute debate. The other debates were of course the same, well, minus the bee sting. However for the remaining 3 debates, our expectations were correctly aligned with Quinn’s. And in the end, we were just glad we had a DVR that we could pause, rewind and fast forward.
So on this eve of the election which I am so excited for, I may not be able to sleep… I would love nothing more than to be glued to our tube from 4 p.m. on, watching CNN’s detailed reports on their “Magic Map”. However, I fear that I’ll have to settle for the election coverage to be the “background” noise to my standard evening with an 8 1/2 month old. Oh, and by the way, I’ve been trying to teach Quinn how important this election is, and why it is so important that Obama wins this thing… And why we need to watch every silly news channel all night, however I’m not sure she totally got the message.
In her defense, she’s got a lot going on right now… Learning to stand on her own, and oh yes, figuring out how to turn the lights *on* and *off*.
This is too funny to me. It’s EXACTLY what happened with Carl and I when we went to watch the debates. We tried to watch them with Oliver was up but we were pausing it every 2 minutes so we waited until he went to bed. That meant that a debate that ended at 7:30 ended at 11:30 for us. It makes me so happy to have someone who is going through some of the same stuff. Makes me feel less isolated. I can’t wait until she starts moving
wishing i was there,to enjoy that cup of coffee,and watch that angel play..lv grandma