My grandmother, Nonna, has lost her longtime companion Jerry tonight.
Jerry was my one and only living "grandfather" since I was 13 years old.
He was one of a kind. I will miss him dearly.
Please keep our family in your thoughts and prayers.
e
Rt is up at his grandparents house today. Gran Gran came and got him yesterday and they will return him tomorrow. Can we say, fabulous? I mean, what does one do at home without a child around? It has been so long, I can't recall.
Now, hubby and I have gone on two wonderful vacations and a few weekend getaways since Rt was born, but we have never been home while he isn't here. Here is a list of things I have done since yesterday:
watched tv
went out to dinner with hubby
woke up early, but stayed in bed
ate breakfast in peace
watched tv
paid bills
went on a walk with hubs
tried to install child proof lock in kitchen, failed
went to gas station, bank, grocery store, sprint store and cost plus
ate lunch in peace
and
after I write my post, I am off to the yard to prune the rose bushes.
and
tonight we are going to see a long movie.
and
tomorrow, the world is once again my oyster. let's just hope I can sleep past 6:45am
e
8 years ago today, I made the biggest move of my life.
8 years ago today, hubby and I got caught in a snow storm in Vega, Texas. (pop 880)
We spent the night on a floor of a church while our UHaul was stuck in the snow.
We spent our only $50 in cash on a tow truck.
We watched "The Postman" alongside the mayor of the town.
It was -2 degrees on the bank sign down the street.
The Baptist church was full, so they opened up the Methodist church just for us.
We sent the church a $50 check along with a picture of us in front of Alcatraz.
We never heard from the church, but our check was cashed.
We had only spent 12 days together before I moved to CA to be with him
8 years ago today.
e
Rt and I got out of the house this afternoon after he got up from his nap. There is something about Friday afternoons that are so dragging. Whether it's been a great week or a trying one, Friday afternoons are the last lap to the finish line. Once his nap is over, there is a good 2-3 hour time span to find something constructive to do before the weekend starts in our home. So, today, I thought we should get out and drive around a bit.
First stop, Sprint. I got a BlueTooth for Christmas without realizing my phone is not compatible with BlueTooth. Could they have told me that when I purchased it last summer? That would have impacted my decision to buy the darn phone. Actually, BlueTooth wasn't apart of my vocab at the time, so big loss on my part. Anyway, since I bought my phone last summer, I didn't qualify for a discount on a compatible phone, so I spent $64 on an adapter for the BlueTooth which cost me more than the BlueTooth did. Do I feel cheated? YES! Do I have another choice right now? No. So Happy Friday to Me, I can use my BlueTooth now! Hey you! Call me.
To celebrate my hoe hum purchase, Rt and I went to the one and only Sonic drive-in in town. It's connected to a gas station, so you order in the back, then pull into the "car wash" to pick up your order. Definitely an odd setup, but I'll take it! I haven't lived near a Sonic in 10 years, so when this one opened, I was one of the first ones there. They are supposed to open one closer to my house, but they haven't even broken ground yet. So, for now, I will just get in the car, drive across town and have something constructive to do until I go off-duty.
Happy Friday!
e
Just thinking about them makes me cringe. I happen to catch a segment on Rachel Ray the other day regarding dust mites. The woman on there was talking about what you can do to prevent mites entering your pillows and mattresses. First off, she said you should only have a mattress for 5-7 years before it is deemed unhealthy in the mite department. For pillows, she said 2-3 years. She even weighed a new pillow at 3 lbs, then weighed the same kind of pillow, 3 years old and it weighed 3.8 lbs. 8 ounces of DUST MITE POOP! Vomit right now please.
Now, I have heard of these dust mites in the past. I have even had a terrible run in with bird mites. I'll have to save that for another post, but can we say they were on our phone (in our LA duplex), then got into our hair! Double vomit. Double shower. Anywho, I knew about mites. I have even vacuumed our old mattress before thinking it would actually make any mite that may have been in there disappear. Have you ever lifted a mattress and come to find the thing weighs A WHOLE HELL OF A LOT and it hadn't at purchase?? Well, it just might be the secret poop deposits inside your mattress.
Since moving to our house, we have been able to upgrade to a new bed. Woo hoo! What do you think we did with the old bed? Yep, moved it into our guest room. What, you don't ever want to come and stay at our house? The pillows are brand new, so don't freak out too much. I have no hard evidence that anything resides in there, but I can only imagine. Actually, I did a thorough check of our mattress back in LA when I was attacked by baby spiders on a nightly bases while sleeping. Did they ever venture over to hubby's side and bite his ass? Nope, just me, all of me. I ended up wearing bugs spray to bed to keep them at bay. Once again, another post. Point is, I was on the floor checking out every area or outlet those freakin spiders could have come from. So, I am quite familiar with the underside of our bed.
After watching this segment on mites I thought about how many times I washed my sheets, that I should be washing them on HOT in order to kill anything that happened to be clinging to them. I am usually a WARM washer doing my part to save the earth, but EWWWW! I also thought about how many times I washed my pillows. Um, can we say NEVER? Why haven't I EVER washed my pillows??? Down comforter, check, decorative bed pillow cases, check, good grief, NEVER! So, I spent all day yesterday washing my goose down pillows in COLD (label instructions) It was a disaster. The pillows retained so much water from the washer, it took me forever to squeeze the water out. Then, they took forever to dry. I have had to run the dryer twice TODAY just to get the wet feather smell out. Ugh!
Hopefully in the future I will have better luck at keeping things around here mite free. I should just purchase some dust mite covers and call it a day.
One great tip I did learn from all of this is to add two tennis balls to the dryer while drying your pillows. You are supposed to have fluffier pillows as a result! However, I wouldn't know this. Rt was by my side while drying the pillows, so the demand for the tennis balls won out.
e
Now, don't think I am crass. I wouldn't post a bra size as a title to a post, but it does look very suggestive, doesn't it? I am really taking about what I used to call the best invention or the best concoction in the world.
It all started back in college when most weekend mornings, and even some weekday mornings were a tad too hard to get the body moving. The one and only device that got me and a number of my friends back into the mainstream was the double d: Diet Coke and Doritos. mmmm. Just thinking about it makes me want a chip. I am currently finishing my one diet coke of the day, so I am halfway there. I don't know what made the duo work so well in the early/late mornings, but it was heavenly and might I add, REALLY GOOD FOR YOU. I guess we could have done a lot worse. Diet Coke, at the time, was like water to us and Doritos were just another thing you could buy with the change from under the sofa cushions.
Now, that reminds me of when my best friend CeCe and I lived together sophomore year in an apartment off campus. We would truly take apart the living room looking for loose change for a quick trip up to 7-11. We would buy the 'ol staples with a Ziploc baggy of change. And if I am not mistaken, GAS was also purchased with this same pile of loot. In college, I never bought more than $5 worth of gas at one time. What was the point? I didn't have much cash to begin with and where was I going to drive? Everything and everyplace we needed to be was right down the street. I swear, we could have closed our eyes and drove straight and hit every hot spot in town. Now, we didn't ever do so, but it was possible, I bet.
Speaking of cars and CeCe. One time in this luxurious apartment, CeCe's pimpin jeep was broken in to. They took the stereo, maybe some speakers, not sure what else, but it was truly devastating. The next day, she needed to head back home, all of 30 miles, to go to dinner with her parents. We decided she shouldn't drive her car due to the break in, but to take mine for safety reasons. So, off CeCe went, and off to our photography class I went. Not more than 50 feet down this same straight street, the WHEEL flew off the car and bounced its way down the road all the way to the 7-11. I wasn't that fabulous with a stick to begin with, but now only having 3 tires to work with and leaning down and to the left didn't help matters. Somehow, I managed to pull off onto the side of the road. (luckily you could only drive 30 mph anywhere in our college town, so I wasn't in too much danger) A nice man pulled over as well in front of me and said he thought I might need some help when he saw a tire whiz past him. All in all, the lug nuts or something like that had been taken off the car during the break in and placed back on without much tightening from our dear 'ol friend Jay.
Needless to say, one needs to use a wrench to tightened said lug nuts in order for the wheel to remain on the car.
Point to all this rambling? I thank the stars above I made it out of college with a continued love for the double d and several fabulous friends to remind myself that I once was a wild child.
Now if I can just prevent MY child from doing anything like his mother OR father did, then we should make out ALRIGHT! .....................................ha
e
We all would be more open with each other.
If we all could trash the kitchen with a smile on our face...
We would all have a better frame of mind.
If we all had our own cubby hole.....
Life would be such a cozy place.
These are my cousin/cousin-in-law's twin boys. They are a hoot and such lookers.
efa
How did we ever get by without this golden goop? I am not sure when they actually created it or made it available to the mass market, but it has come in handy in our homestead more than once. You see, germs are everywhere. Now, I am a firm believer of building up an immune system to help prevent major sickness in the future, but you have to protect yourself where you can. The amount of germs out there or the abundance of opportunity to obtain these germs is so easy. So, I to try prevent where possible. I even have one of those shopping cart covers for trips to the store.
What was it like for our parents when they raised us? How many playdates/playgroups did they attend per week? How many book studies and MOPS meetings were available back in the day? My family lived in NC for the first 7 years of my life. We didn't have any family around. I think I recall having a group of friends to play with, but most of our socializing was through my brother's sporting events. My point is, I don't think we were around as many kids as Rt and I are in a day/week/month. I can't imagine going through the winter "sick" season without actually getting sick and I don't just mean Rt, I am including myself as well. So, every time I can remember to do so, I give myself and Rt a squirt of sanitizer after each social outing just to be extra cautious. You never know when the kid is going to be eating something with his his hands, so you have to beat him to the punch.
However, there was this one time when Rt and I were in the docs office getting a checkup and he put his hand on the doorknob, licked his hand, then placed it back on the doorknob. I looked at the doc in disgust and he said "Worst case, diarrhea". And what sickness came of it? NADA NOTHING NO DICE. It must be due to his fabulous immune system...
Happy squirting!
e
Early morning surprise from nephew P. Seems he found his way into his diaper.
I am not sure he enjoyed what he found while he was there.
Happy Friday!
e
Thank you LVGurl for keeping me entertained while the enchiladas bake.
1. What is your occupation? Non-Profit (sahm)
2. What color are your socks right now? khaki
3. What are you listening to right now? Hubs watching tv about crater lake in OR
4. What was the last thing that you ate? chocolate candy
5. Can you drive a stick shift? yes, learned on a miata, ha!
6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? no idea
7. Last person you spoke to on the phone? hubs telling him i was picking him up to go buy beer, cause buying beer with a toddler isn't my fav
8. Do you like the person who sent this to you? like totally
9. How old are you today? thirty-three
10. Favorite drink: diet coke, corona
11. What is your favorite sport to watch? OU football
12. Have you ever dyed your hair? um, did you read my last post?
13. Pets? No, still getting over the loss of my childhood cat Arthur
14. Favorite foods? mac n cheese. the box kind
15. What was the last movie you watched? Devil Wears Prada on dvd, Children of
Men in theater, blah
16. Favorite day of the year? Thanksgiving in Tulsa
17. What do you do to vent anger? call hubs
18. What was your favorite toy as a child? never owned a barbie, so i'd say lite brite?
19. What is your favorite fall or spring? FOOTBALL FALL
20. Hugs or kisses? hugssss
21. Cherries or Blueberry? i can eat a blueberry, so i guess that is my answer
22. Do you want your friends to email you back? a comment would be nice
23. Who is most likely to respond? um, one of 3 who have already commented
24. When was the last time you cried? AHAHA, I am a mom, so I can't remember
25. What is on the floor of your closet? Some push toy of Rt's. Shower distraction!
26. What did you do last night? Cringed while watching Idol. How can you people watch this?
27. Favorite smells? Whatever is cooking in the oven
28. What inspires you? Real people.
29. What are you afraid of? Everything, I am a mom
30. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? PLAIN, unless its on the backyard grill,then cheese
32. Number of keys on your key ring? 3
33. How many years at your current job? 21 months
35. How many states have you lived in? 4 - CA, OK, NC, TX
36. Favorite holiday? Wait, I already said this! Thanksgiving, 2nd is Rt's bday
37. Ever driven a Motorcycle or heavy machinery? hmmm, no
38. Who's your favorite NFL team? SF 49ers, (hubs is a died hard, have to support)
39. Do you have a house phone that is NOT cordless? i am in the market for one actually
40. 10 inches of snow or 100 degree weather? snow please, i get 100 degrees
e
Ok, phew. I am out of the poo woods. (so far) I brushed my teeth, ate both breakfast and lunch, got dressed for public, went to Playschool with Rt and even enjoyed a little section of a chocolate bar. AWE YA! Now, if I can just figure out IF this new hair color I got on Friday is going to be fab or not, cause right now I am kinda bumming on it.
So, here lies my present beef. Let's call it the BEEF OF THE WEEK! (echo, echo, echo)
What do you do when you get your haircut/hair colored and you don't like it? I usually come home from the salon not digging the current "do", but I am not one for change either. It takes me a bit to get used to anything new. It may take a few minutes on something rather minuscule, but if it's a big to do like my HAIR, then I need some extra time. For those of you that actually know me, which is probably the couple of you reading this, I have always had blonde hair and for the most part kept it long. (why did I pick college to go short? eeck! Bad timing and cheap hair color) So, anytime I ask for a little lighter, little darker, I always get more than I bargain for. But, like most of the time, the color fades and returns close to how I started out within a few washes. I have washed my hair THREE times and the "low lights" are taking over my head AND they look two different shades of "dark". Now, I know I don't live in LA or SF anymore, but the places I go to aren't shabby. They are the $$$ places in town. I just still haven't found what I am looking for (just broke off into song in my head) and continue to try more people for the first time. First dates with hair people is awkward to begin with, so this current hair saga is such a bummer. And these visits aren't cheap either So, I will give it a few more washes to see if my scalp returns to its natural color of pink and get back with you on the topic.
e
And when I say "WAS", I wish that with all my heart. I am talking about this virus thing that has basically kicked my ass in all the worst places.
I went to bed last night thinking and hoping I had seen the last of the porcelain, but I was RUDELY mistaken. Yesterday had gone so well. I took the "won't go anymore with this stuff" medicine early in the morning. Took it easy on the food intake and relaxed most of the day on the couch with a heating pad. (I forgot how good cinnamon toast was! mmm mmmm) I went to bed at 9:30. I was supposed to go to bed earlier but I had to see the Golden Globes. Anywho, Hubs had to get up at 4am to go to work, (can we say EARLY!)so, I drifted in and out of sleep until he left for the airport at 4:45am. I fell back asleep until 5:50am when the feeling of doom woke me from my slumber. Let's just say, I was back to square one. WHAAAAH!
As I was just telling my aunt via email, I feel pretty fine considering the events over the past couple of days. I haven't had a full nights sleep in over a week and have had no nutrients in my body to speak of in 48 hours.
I was talking to my mommy girlfriend about my illness. She said she had a small case of it this past weekend. The thing is, we didn't see each other last week. Her boy, Caleb, had a runny nose, so we kept the kids away from each other to avoid another trip to the doctor. The irony in this is I think we got the virus FROM THE DOCTOR'S OFFICE!!!! She took C in last week to have his ears rechecked from a previous ear infection as did we. Since the boys weren't considered "sick", we sat on the WELL side. Lovely.
I think the doc's office needs to wipe down the one area I believe all the kids touch while waiting for the doc to arrive: the computer power cord.
e
Dear virus,
Sit 'n spin buddy. That is how I feel about you.
You attacked my son with the poos on Saturday and then beelined
your way over to me last night at 3:30 in the morning. Nice timing asshole.
I am not finished with you yet, but my heating pad is calling my lowerback's name.
e
So, last night before hitting the hay, my mom said she would get up with Rt while hubby and I slept in a little. I told her she actually said her statement outloud, so I would hold her up to it.
Luckily for everybody, Rt didn't stir till 6:40am (I was up at 5:15am using the "twalet" and am not certain when I drifted off to slumber before The Rt Alarm went off.) Anywho, hubby brought him into our room to chill for a sec, then Rt and I paraded down the hall to find "the one who is letting us go back to sleep, thank you Jesus". After the dropoff, hubby and I BOTH snoozed till 8:30a.m. EIGHT THIRTY AM PEOPLE! When was the last time we both got to do that on a weekday or ever for that matter. All I can say is, YEE HAW! I can't speak for hubs, but I think he could have something like "DUDE".
Now the perks didn't and don't stop there. Hubby and I have already seen a movie together. I went to yoga yesterday morning without having to put Rt in the daycare. I am getting my haircut this afternoon. We plan on going out to dinner with friends in a nearby city and catch another flick that I CHOOSE! Of course, the best part for all of us is getting to spend time with Mimi. Rt loves her and caled for her everyday this week when she wasn't in the room. It will be a sad day for many reasons come Sunday when Mimi has to go home.
We only hope she will return very soon WITH A NEW JOB! Not only would she have a KICK ASS career, she would be willing to spend what free time she had with Rt, oh and us too. :)
crossing those fingers Mimi!
e
These fine words were spoken by my darling son at 6:15am this morning as he was slowly sliding off our bed. These fine words were only following two "hi's" that were spoken at 4:15am and 5:45am. (hubby out of town last night, nice timing hubs!!)
We are heading to the doctor at 5p.m. today to have his ears checked from the ear infection he had 3 weeks ago. We have an appointment with the ENT next week, but due to his SLEEP SUCKAGE this past week, I have decided to make a quick trip to the doc of all ear docs, Dr. Moser (he's famous!) to take a quick peak. Several people have suggested I buy my own scope to view his little ears to see for myself if he has an ear infection, so I don't have to pay good money at the peds office. Problem is, every time I think he has an infection, he does, so the $28 scope wouldn't be saving me cash, it would only reaffirm my mommy instincts and my lack of sleep that this boy's ears are DRIVING US ALL BATTY!
One thing. I still don't know if these recent events are due to these LAME ASS canines or his ear.
I'll let you know the results when they come in.
e
UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE: 21 month old has gained 1 lb in 3 weeks.
And no sight of ear infection anywhere, and doc says he sees a tooth coming in.............he thinks.
(lovely)
Last night hubby's parents came over to have dinner at our house. Since my mom is visiting, it was a perfect way to get all the grandparents together to enjoy some time with Rt. Oh, and we were there too. Since my mom currently lives in OK, she only visits when she can. So, getting everyone together had not happened in over a year. And back then, Rt just sat there, or laid there and didn't "entertain" as he does now, so last night was even sweeter.
I wonder if last night was bittersweet for my mom and/or hubby's parents. Sharing Rt is not the easiest thing to do, I can imagine. When we are up at hubby's parents house, "the lodge", they are the "Gee gee and Fa Fa" and when Rt is with my mom, she is the "Mimi". What is Rt to do with all of them at once? Who does he shine the most for? Who does he go to when he knows he can get something that we won't get for him? What do they do when they aren't the ones he goes to? Wouldn't that be a tad sad? I think if I were in their position, I would enjoy being around my grandson and those who love him, but having to share Rt would be an adjustment.
Has this happened to you? What was it like with both sets of Gparents/In-Laws in the same room together? Any friction? Smooth sailing?
I was too busy to really keep tabs on everyone the entire night since I was "hostess with the mostess". I made two Tamale Pie casseroles, salad and Strawberry No-Bake Cheesecake. I spent half the afternoon cooking while my mom cleaned everything I made dirty. I guess we were both so distracted, that by the time the doorbell rang at 5p.m., my hair was still in this funky chipclip do, my mom was on the floor ironing napkins and Rt was still in his pj's. Whoops. I guess I forgot to change clothes on the kid THE ENTIRE DAY. HA! I knew going to the store to buy groceries yesterday morning in his pj's was ok. It was freezing outside and his footed pj's could be the warmest clothes he has. And I chose to ignore the 4 to 5 times Rt watched his Signing Time show. I had so much cooking to do, it really kept the day running smoothly while he was preoccupied. All in all, it was a lovely evening. The dinner was fab and the conversation was enjoyable. The boy went to bed on time, fell asleep and didn't ask for our assistance till 3:30am. (wtf?) The beer (mmm) and wine (zzz) were tasty too.
Speaking of, does anyone else notice that our parents are enjoying the vino these days?
I swear, you buy a bottle of white and a bottle of red and it's not enough!
I guess it's the drink of choice for that generation.
And their parents were the ones having bourbon and water at 4:30pm.
e
So, my mom is in town for a job interview. (cool, huh?) When MiMi comes to town, you know cars are in Rt's future. My nephew is close to 2 1/2 and can name where each one of his matchbox/hot wheels cars comes from. Target, Walmart, Target, Walmart etc... So, yesterday we went to my monthly trip to Walmart to buy everything I needed at the lowest price possible. (Hey, when you don't have any income, your job is to save money where you can. So, Walmart it is.) It was nice having my mom there as a decoy for Rt. He does really well in stores, but when you do any shopping right before lunch, you are asking for it. If you don't have a cracker on you, you are SCREWED! haha. Anywho, my mom was looking for a carrying case for all of Rt's cars. It seems my nephew has two of them and are very handy to hold all these tiny toys. Once Rt and I met up with her in the toy department, my mom handed me two 5 packs of cars and asked which ones Rt would want. I told her we probably were going to have to get both now that they have been viewed by the little mechanic. She said she thought that would be ok. I told her he just about doubled his car collection with one trip to the store with Mimi. No wonder he always says "Hi MiMi." then "car" everytime he sees her.
So, we head home for lunch with 10 unwrapped cars in the carseat. Lunch went well, he napped for about 1 hour 45 minutes, but woke halfway through. (Still waiting on those damn canines. Hurry up already, you are messing with his sleep!) Once the babe was awake, we headed to Nordstroms for "interview heels". One can only do their best with a new pair of shoes, right? Before we headed home, Mimi suggested we head by Toys r us to see if they carried this car case thingy. I told Rt as we entered that we were just there to look. Rt had two new cars in his hands, so I thought I was prepared for "just looking". Well, we stayed clear of the toy aisle, which I guess would be ever aisle there, but I mean the little bitty car aisle, the MECCA of toy aisle. Even standing in the middle of the store waiting for Mimi, Rt was getting a little impatient. Once Mimi found the case and brought it over to the shopping cart and even offered it to Rt to hold, he BURST into tears. A sad, LOUD breakdown of sorts. This has only happened once before in a store and it had to do with little bitty cars as well. Good grief boy! I tried to console him by asking him what was wrong etc, but nothing was working. So, I said we were leaving if he chose to behave that way in a store. (Luckily, we were ready to go anyway. I also know he probably didn't get the whole getting upset/must leave store bit, but I thought I would start at 21 months until he gets it.) Anyway, I blame all of this on his teeth. When in doubt, it's teeth. If his teeth hurt.... he doesn't sleep well, he doesn't eat well, which then leads to cranky, beside himself toddler.
By the way, I still don't see any toofies, but I don't think the power of the car can be so strong this early, or can it?
e
What is it about the Pop Tart? I am in my early 30's and still think the frosted cherry pop tart rocks the casbah.
I was wondering what to write about today as I reached down to break off my first piece of pop tart. Of course it was a crust piece with a little icing on it. The best part of the tart in my opinion.
It all started back in the day when I was a young gal and could not get my mom to buy pop tarts at the store. It was considered taboo, a big no-no. I am sure she just wanted to set some sort of boundaries in the sugar for breakfast department. I completely agree with her actions today, but back then, it was cruel.
The only time my brother and I EVER tasted such yumminess was at my grandmother's house.
You know the type of visit. You sit and sulk the whole way to grandma's house wishing
you were back at home attending your best friends slumber party. Your status diminished
within the ranks of your friends because you weren't there to teepee Dirk or Andrew's house and it was the coolest thing evah. It was a long ride to CeCe's house, but there was one gleaming hope. The hope that CeCe remembered to pick up that one little box of Pop Tarts. It really didn't matter what brand they were. (Toastettes do rock). The moment we walked into the smoky, creepy house, my brother and I darted to the kitchen and checked every cabinet to find the golden tarts. There was one time my grandmother forgot the box and we were crushed. I am sure we picked up a box sometime during our trip, but how could she have forgotten the one thing that made our time there truly fabulous? Funny thing about all of this is, my brother is 5 years older than I am. I may have looked childish wishing and wanting these treats so desperately, but it was quite hilarious that my brother felt the same way. I even remember heating up two tarts and setting them down onto my grandmother's card table to watch some TV on her black and white. Little did I know, the steam from the pop tarts made a perfect rectangle imprint on her prized piece of furniture. YIKES!!!
The lovely pop tart has weaved its way throughout my childhood and into my adulthood. I still love eating my cherry OR strawberry treats, but these days I can only eat one cause they are way TOO sweet for my palate.
e
Fiesta bowl, bite me.
Health to family, bite me.
All right with the world, bite me.
Mysterious night wakings, sit and spin buddy.
Hubby was out of town last night in SD for business. Nothing new. He's been out of town before. Now that Rt is older, the nights alone are not too much of a burden. Ya, I am the only one to feed him, bath him, get him ready for bed after a long day of bonding. That in itself isn't fabulous, but doable. He went right to sleep at 7:15pm. WOO HOO, check. Peeked in on him at 10pm when I was heading to bed. Still sleeping, still breathing. WOO HOO, check. My cell phone and I snuggled together in bed for a long evenings nap.
4 A M He wailed.
Awe, what do you want little one? What is it? I thought.
Walked into room and said," Time for nite nite." and laid him back down. Back to bed I went.
20 minutes later......
4:18 A M He wailed.
WHHHHHHAAAAAAAAT is it???? I thought.
Walked into room and heard him say, "Hi". (oh crap, he spoke) I said, "Time for nite nite."
and started the music to the aquarium as a decoy. Back to bed I went again.
5:00 A M He wailed.
@$#%#%$^^&^#$@#$ I thought.
I have been awake since 4 A M! What if I don't go back to sleep EVER! WHAAAAH!!!!
Walked into room and heard "Hi." (crap again)
So, I picked him up, brought him to bed and we both slept till 7 A M.
Note to self:
If you haven't heard of these children's videos, then you are really missing out. Rt is almost 21 months old and really doesn't have any sit down interest in the tv. However, once I hit play on my dvr or pop in an actual dvd of signing times, the kid goes bananas. Just to give you an idea.........I am currently typing this post along with paying bills, etc. I look behind me and Rt is doing the sign for "helicopter". Just a minute ago he was saying and doing the signs for "smart" , "slow" and "fast".
I am definitely not here to sell these videos, but the utter amazement I have with Rt's vocabulary, I know, has something to do with his sign language. When Rt was around 9 months old, I would try to do the sign for "eat" before I fed him, or something along those lines. Just to remember to make any sign before I did something was too much for my mommy brain. I bought two baby signing videos and played them when I was in need of a few moments break. Then, we got DVR. My good friend Heather told me the signing videos were actually on tv once a week on Saturdays on a public tv station. So, I set my dvr to record and away we went!! Over the summer, we had acquired over 12. Not bad on the selection eh? Well, come Thanksgiving, they all disappeared. I forgot to save them when we went to Oklahoma for the holiday. I was heartbroken. Rt had no idea, but I was sad to see his favorite shows go by the wayside. Yes, yes, you can actually buy these videos, but the price tag is not in my budget. So, we have been waiting for more shows to air. Since the tragic Thanksgiving event, only two shows have aired. Hubby thinks the two we tapped are too over the top for Rt. What, you don't think he needs to know what scissors are, or how to sign for principal? Actually, he learned "smart" from this one, so I say it's a winner. What is really exciting is the show is airing the next two Saturdays so we should have a better selection in our dvr library. woo hoo!
Let's just say I am not an advocate of the tv. I personally love the darn thing, but I understand where all the panic is coming from regarding infants, toddlers, etc. However, I am a realist. The girl needs a break to go to the bathroom, pay the mortgage, etc. so I am all for doing what you got to do to survive and be happy. And along the way learn how to sign and say "backpack".
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Thank God I have until september to get over this loss
