Today was a much more hectic Saturday than we normally have. Poppy had dance class, after which we took Pete to the doctor to have his congestion and goopy eyes examined. The doctor said, “It might be pink eye; it’ll clear up,” and then, “great googly moogly, his little ears are stopped up! Put some drops in them twice a day.” To which I said, “Oh, he and the rest of us are so going to enjoy that!” and she said, “So say we all!” Then we parted ways, and the kids and I went to the grocery store.

Where — joy of joys — it was triple-coupon day! And here is the list o’ deals, because I know you care:

As if that weren’t enough excitement, today is Free Comic Book Day! Last year Rockford took Poppy out to get the “Cars” comic. Today, we picked up the “Toy Story” and “Owly” books. I’d called earlier in the day to see whether they had the “Toy Story” comic books, and the guy I talked with put one aside when he noticed they were running low, thereby winning the award for World’s Nicest Comic Shop Guy.

How’s your weekend going?

We never actually did our date night this weekend, because I was worn out on Saturday night. I went to bed at 9, which left very little room between the kids going to sleep and me calling it a day. We did, however, have lots of fun on Friday night debating the merits of candies. Tomato Nation is currently holding the N Candy AA, and the polls for the first round opened today. I will be following this closely, although I probably won’t be buying all of the candies, nailing them to the wall bracket-style and eating the losers, as my friend Carrie suggested. Awesome though it would be to have a candy wall.

Our futon had a run-in with a vomiting toddler* last night, so this morning I had to put the freshly laundered cover back on it. This isn’t the easiest thing to do solo, but it isn’t insurmountable. I’d finished wrestling it about, and I was about 2 inches away from having it fully zipped. And the zipper pull? Rather than stopping at the end of the zipper mechanism? It shot straight off. And I couldn’t figure out how to put it back on, so I guess we’ll just have to leave the cover on forever.

This means that, toddlers? The futon is now a no-puking zone. Thank you.

Also this morning: I told Poppy she’d need to wear long sleeves, because it’s kind of chilly this morning.

“I’m through with this!” she said.

“Through with what?” I asked.

“Through with you telling me what to wear.”

Apparently she turned 14 last night.

*Not Pete! It was the little girl who stays with us during the day. She stayed home for two days, trying to avoid the sick, but apparently it didn’t work.