S is for Saturday and Sunday (oops)

So I've failed the blogging challenge.  I forgot to blog yesterday.  All day I was thinking of topics.  In my head I translated all my experiences into blog entries. Then after I came home from my mother-in-law's, I played games on my husband's iPad, I watched TV and then went to bed.  Of course my failure does not mean I will quit, oh no.  Even as I write this another part of my brain is composing an entry for "T" and wracking my brains for a good topic for "U".  Oh, I just thought of one.

Anyway, I shall now tell you all about what I did yesterday.  Then perhaps I will date it with yesterday's date and no one's the wiser.  You won't tell, will you?

In the morning I made waffles, because on the weekend we have a tradition of non-cereal breakfasts.  (Today my husband made cream of wheat).

Next we went back in time to 1995 and saw Babe in theatres.  Okay we didn't really time travel.  The movie theatre is showing family favourites on Saturday mornings.  This is a way of getting money out of us without the hassle of getting original content.  The movie is cheaper, but the snacks are just as exorbitantly over-priced as ever.  Anyway, Babe is one of my favourite movies and still believe it should have beat out Braveheart for best picture in 1996.  Braveheart is one of Adam's favourite movies but I find it tedious. My thoughts while watching it go like this "Oh, this isn't so bad, pretty good actually.  I don't know why I hated it so much the first time I watched it" and then, two hours later, "This goes on and on and on. Will this never end?"  Spoiler alert: it goes on for almost another hour.  How can that compare to a heart-warming story of a talking pig who becomes a sheep dog? It can't.  Babe is far superior.  I will now search youtube for a heartwarming scene from Babe to post below:

That was James Cromwell's Oscar moment. He was nominated for best supporting actor, which I find hilarious since the "actor" he is supporting is a piglet. If you want a Braveheart moment, search for the freedom speech.  If you've seen that part, you've seen the entire movie.

After the movie we went swimming at the Tansley Woods Community Centre.  Neither of the kids wore life jackets (they're big kids now), although Jadzia still wore a swim diaper.  This morning, in our ongoing effort to encourage potty usage, my husband showed her a video of a cat using the toilet, because Jadzia is constantly pretending to be feline.

After swimming, as I mentioned, we went to my in-laws' house for dinner.