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Randoms
1) I have a sore throat and almost no voice but no fever or runny nose or any other symptoms to indicate a cold or sinus issue. It's just a sore, scratchy throat and a level of exhaustion that reminds me of being pregnant.
Ethan is obsessed with putting "sauce" on his food lately. He doesn't care if it's ranch, ketchup, extra liquid from the cooked vegetables, whathavyou. He just wants sauce. Sauce is his favorite word. The other day, I was putting cream on his butt for a bad rash, and he saw the bottle and said "SAUCE". I told him, "yeah, I guess it's sauce for your butt". He now brings me every bottle of lotion he can find in the house and loudly screams "BUTT SAUCE, MOMMY".
aardvark) I'm craving a donut like nobody's business. I don't even really like donuts.
Re: Randoms
I am so grossed out when people post on FB pictures of the raw, gaping, gummy hole that until moments before had held one of their child's baby teeth. Barf. I wish I could filter out of my life any picture of missing or loose teeth.
Likewise, one of my FB friends posted a picture this week of his daughter's back covered with poop after she had a diaper blow-out.
Ethan saying butt sauce is cracking me up. You need to get video of this for MM.
My mom just left after a week's visit. It was nice to have her around, but it's also nice to get our apartment back to ourselves. 1200 sq feet is just not enough room for 3 adults. But seeing her and MC together was awesome and it eased my looming guilt of leaving MC for two weeks when we go to Spain next month. We will miss each other, but she's going to have so much fun with Nana.
I have an appointment to get my IUD removed and holyshitthisisgettingrealamIreallyreadyfornumbertwo??
Mucho likes purple nails and purple cupcakes
WHY??? I'm all for documenting some of life's funnier moments with kids, but not poop. NOT POOP.
Mucho likes purple nails and purple cupcakes
Indeed. A poop story can be hilarious, but nobody ever needs to see the poop.
That just made me gag.
I'm anticipating the arrival of the NoseFrida today.
Our old condo is being looked at frequently which is great but the neighbors between us have 2 dogs and they freak out anytime anyone comes to see the condo. Last night there were people looking from 7-10 and E kept waking up. When I saw my neighbor this morning I mentioned it to her (not complainy) and she's like "yeah when people come over to look they freak out". Yes. Thank you. Maybe you could keep them upstairs when you're not home?
"Once I got a bath bomb that, once exploded, filled the tub with confetti. Little sharp metallic pieces of confetti. The product description said nothing about confetti. Oh look, there's a tiny, sharp metallic blue star stabbing me in the labia. HOW RELAXING. " - NoisyPenguin
"Once I got a bath bomb that, once exploded, filled the tub with confetti. Little sharp metallic pieces of confetti. The product description said nothing about confetti. Oh look, there's a tiny, sharp metallic blue star stabbing me in the labia. HOW RELAXING. " - NoisyPenguin
I need lots of websites and code for said websites. 2012 is the year I become an online phenomenon.
Mucho likes purple nails and purple cupcakes
I went to bed at 830 last night because I was bored. No other reason.
I cried yesterday because of the Invisible Children backlash. It's like someone beat up my sister and I can't do anything about it.
I finally admitted to myself that I really, really, really want to get married. I feel like a total beebee. Blech.
Charlotte pooped on bathroom floor in that scary diaperless time for getting into the tub. I was horrified but now am thinking it was better than in the tub.
I feed Linus carrots just to see the ridiculous face he makes when he eats them.
My SIL is having an open house next weekend in order for everyone to meet her twins (we haven't met them yet because they were preemies and we live with a petri dish). We are considering instead picking up her son and taking him to the aquarium instead.
Kevin has begun looking into adoption.
For less then ten cents a day, you can feed a hungry child.
OMG 1000 times yes. ::shudders:: bathtub poops are horrid
butt sauce is much funnier than 'want some feel better' which is alison's phrase for requesting butt sauce.
but she says the word sauce with her day care lady's drawl. so she asks for apple sauwwwce.
i don't think i told our security alarm story from yesterday. i was doing daycare dropoff, got back in my car and noticed an 800 number had called at like 7:24. wtf is soliciting at 7:30 am?? i think, and totally ignore my phone until i get to work. at that point i listen to my message and realize it is our alarm system company letting me know our alarm went off and that the police had to respond.
so i talk to the customer rep, and she fills me in on some of the details- that there had been movement detected in the living room area, and lets me know that derek was going to go home to deal with it.
so i get ahold of him. he tells me that the sensor picked up.....
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a toad shaped helium balloon from valentines day. you thought i was going to say a raccoon or some shiit, didn't you? ha.
Please explain more.
HT just can't quit!
And I can't stop saying "BUTT SAUCE" and giggling.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
i have been fearing something like this happening. knock on wood. the last couple of days i've been especially fearful because when i take her to her room to put her diaper on, she handily escapes and runs to her bed and treats it like a trampoline, jumping around buck naked and yelling "WOO HOO WOO HOO! I JUMPING!!" and then spazzing out when i make her lie down.
I have no interest in being pregnant again or going through the newborn phase, and even if I did we wouldn't be able to realistically afford a second for another few years. I don't think even when we can afford another one I will want to be pregnant again and start over.
But he really wants another one, and feels like the possibility of adopting an older child would be an option. I think he is compiling is argument now.
For less then ten cents a day, you can feed a hungry child.
Butt sauce has me cracking up.
We are also going to start trying for number two soon. I want them at least two years apart, so we're planning on holding off until about June which I'm sure will be here before we know it. Also I have not gotten my first PP period yet and weaning is not going so well, so I'm guessing that may affect our plans.
2/20/2011
holy schieee i can't believe she said that to you november.
well, maybe i can, based on historical data about what your mom will say.
I can't even come up with a joke response to this. Christ.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
1. Once a week I order chicken tikka masala and naan to be delivered to my office. Today is the day this week, and I've been thinking about it since 9:30am.
2. We're definitely going to Atlanta for Easter to see FB Aunt and my grandfather.
3. We're also going back to Disney World in mid-April. I bask in your flames.
4. James has dissolved into tears the last 2 days at daycare drop-off. I really hope this is not going to become a regular thing.
5. Last weekend we went out for dinner with one of H's former coworkers and her husband. They have 2 kids. On Saturday, H set up a lunch date for us with one of the other families from daycare. I appreciate his efforts and realize that it's good for us to make friends with kids, but I hate the process of doing it. It just feels like we're using what little leisure time we have to have awkward conversations with strangers.
He just turned one not too long ago, right? Are they transitioning him to a new room at daycare? When Ethan moved rooms, we had about a week of sobbing at drop off, and then he went back to being his normal happy-go-lucky self.
Wow, November she is a gem. I am sorry.
I need video of Ethan saying Butt Sauce. That is adorable.
Yes, he just started full-time in the toddler room. For the whole month of February, he spent part of the day there to ease into the change, but he would still get dropped off in the baby room. We've had exactly one week of drop-offs in the toddler room. The first few were fine, but yesterday he started crying as I walked out of the room, and today he started crying as soon as I sat him at the little breakfast table.
ALSO, toddlers are grabby little buggers. When I set James on the floor to take off his coat, they swarm us. Yesterday one girl grabbed his tote bag full of food and sippies, another girl tried to hand me a toy phone, and a boy pet my leg. I did better in the baby room where half the kids were still laying immobile on the floor like hams.
Screw you. Now I need this, NEEEED this, and I know of no Indian restaurants nearby. I work in the boonies.
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy