{"id":862,"date":"2012-03-25T19:40:03","date_gmt":"2012-03-26T02:40:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog2.queenoframbles.com\/?p=862"},"modified":"2012-03-25T19:40:03","modified_gmt":"2012-03-26T02:40:03","slug":"great-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog2.queenoframbles.com\/?p=862","title":{"rendered":"Great day!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Too often my posts are all about complaints. Not so today!<\/p>\n<p>I thought it was going to be a totally insane, exhausting day.  It was, but it was also quite lovely.<\/p>\n<p>We did a Campfire field trip down to the Natural History Museum.  I hate driving in DC, so we took the Metro down.  All the way down to the station Erik kept telling me I was lying&#8211;there was no way we were really going to ride a train.  I don&#8217;t know why he was so surprised.  He&#8217;s been on the Metro a number of times, but I guess not recently.<\/p>\n<p><center><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/ramblequeen\/7016258981\/\" title=\"DSC01836 by Ramble Queen, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7057\/7016258981_bd1825e734.jpg\" width=\"333\" height=\"500\" alt=\"DSC01836\"><\/a><br \/>\n<i>Notice the big smile?  He lost his first tooth last night and is very proud!  He is one of the last of his friends to lose a tooth, even though he is the oldest.<\/i><\/center><\/p>\n<p>He was over the moon excited the whole time.  He was able to take care of his ticket himself.  He held on to the pole (and licked it.  I thought I was going to vomit).  He did exactly as I asked every time I asked.  I didn&#8217;t have to get angry or worried a single time.<\/p>\n<p>One of the boys in Campfire is just plain, out and out mean.  Erik can&#8217;t stand him and usually gets sucked into a fight with him.  This time Erik just firmly stated &#8220;Leave me alone, you are not my boss&#8221; every time the kid was rude.  I was really proud of him for not making a scene.  I was also proud because our little 3 1\/2 year old friend was hanging out with him and Erik was a great role model for showing him how to handle the bully. <\/p>\n<p>We were in the museum for a few of hours and Erik was very well behaved the whole time.  He&#8217;s a whole different child!  This whole week he&#8217;s been great&#8211;helpful at home, trying hard to do what we ask, happy and smiling.  I hope this continues.<br \/>\n<center><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/ramblequeen\/6870151002\/\" title=\"DSC01840 by Ramble Queen, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7207\/6870151002_7586099ef5.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" alt=\"DSC01840\"><\/a><\/center><\/p>\n<p>When I got home we had a little birthday party for me.  I made a peppermint fudge cake yesterday and Mike finished it off with the ganache while we were gone.  It was delicious!  Apparently while I was gone Elsa got a spoon and started attacking the cake.  Mike yelled at her and she ran to my mom for comfort.  This is a very good thing.  Now she&#8217;s letting my mom look at her, talk to her and touch her!  We weren&#8217;t expecting that to happen for a few days.  She&#8217;s very, very shy.<\/p>\n<p>Mike had our family friends over and it was very pleasant.  The kids didn&#8217;t fight, the adults all had a good time, and everything was nice.<\/p>\n<p>After they left and I started looking for my computer I found a box with a very beautiful, sparkly necklace! Mike did very well this year.  I think we are going to Mexican food for dinner tomorrow and going to see Hunger Games next weekend.  Mike offered to go tomorrow evening, but that&#8217;s just not very practical even if my mom is here to babysit.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Too often my posts are all about complaints. Not so today! I thought it was going to be a totally insane, exhausting day. It was, but it was also quite lovely. We did a Campfire field trip down to the Natural History Museum. I hate driving in DC, so we took the Metro down. 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