On Saturday, Mark, Dylan, and I went to have lunch and yogurt with Mimi and Kayla. Something funny...
Dylan really doesn't care for ice cream of any sort (of course, I have only given him plain vanilla yogurt - booorrrinnngg), so I didn't even bother to get him a cup when we went to Nikki's Swirl Shop. I got Orange Creamsicle flavor and as I would take a bit, Dylan would hold his mouth open and would take a bite and just kept wanting more! It was cute and I was excited that I found a flavor that he liked, then I remembered... when I was pregnant with him, I craved orange cream sodas all of the time. We still have the fridge full of orange soda and cream sodas that I mixed together. I thought that it was really funny that I put those two together that he loved the flavor of the yogurt and it is what I craved while pregnant. I wonder if it has any correlation.
That night, we let Dylan go stay with his Mimi for his first overnight stay. As soon as he got in the car, I started crying. I know, pathetic. Most parents would be jumping for joy (like Mark was), but I was having such a hard time. We made ourselves go to dinner and then a movie, even though we could have just used the quiet relaxation time at home, but anyway, we saw Larry Crowne and thought that it was a pretty cute movie. As soon as it was over, I had Mark call to check on him and he was already asleep, so he
P.S. - Does anyone else notice that my child looks giant-size? Golly.