6/24/07 10 pm

Day o' eating out:

cafe for breakfast: cheddar and apple crepe, green tea--too rich for me actually
lunch--what's lunch? I had some crudites and hors d'oeuvres and other things in French (no, actually, those were all the things in French--really if I tried I could probably get blogger to do the diacritical marks, but it sort of smacks of editing, something I'm loathe to do in the annex) at the 20 minutes of wedding reception I attended before taking Z. home.
diner for dinner--mozz. sticks and omelette with cheese, spinach, tomato, and wheat toast on the side
ice cream, but it wasn't worth finishing--that'll teach me to opt for soft serve as a grown-up

And I messed up Z.'s bedtime ritual such that she worked herself up into a fever pitch of misery around a bath that she simultaneously wanted to have and refused to have until I took the choice of having it away, at which point she firmly decided that a bath was what she needed. I held firm, but my god it hurts to be called mama by a child who's crazed with tears.

A. comes home tonight, thank god.