Sophia is wildly playing her ducky drums tonight. What are ducky drums you ask? Why it's a Dora the Explorer step stool that you smack with one bare hand and a rubber ducky in the other while singing Twinkle, Twinkle at the top of your lungs and then screaming Hiiiieeeee!!! Mommy!!!!!!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
blah blah sick
I am watching Kitchen Nightmares while waiting to see if Motrin will take Sophia's temperature down. All I can think of is how we spent 6 weeks in Dec/Jan switching days between eachother on who was able to go to work that day. There is never any rest, I know that, but I am over this!
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I'm just back from telling dear baby (DB) to be quiet and try to sleep. She has her monkey and sippy cup (normally not allowed) but she wants to stay awake. I could tell you more, but this has already been dull enough that you stopped reading.
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I'm just back from telling dear baby (DB) to be quiet and try to sleep. She has her monkey and sippy cup (normally not allowed) but she wants to stay awake. I could tell you more, but this has already been dull enough that you stopped reading.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Potty training
Dear Sophers is wearing Big Girl Panties tonight. She is sitting on the potty now taking off her panties while explaing 'My panties! Take them off!' and then she pulls them back on. Steve is trying to convince her to 'go' and Sophia is desperate to play with her tub toys instead. I love that the only charm to the whole potty experience is that she can play with tub toys. Where's the excitement of being a Big Girl? Where's the desire to make her mama happy? I think she needs to reevaluate her priorities.
Monday, February 16, 2009
naptime
Naptime is never easy at my house. The only way to get Sophia to sleep is by driving around until she zonks out and then sitting in the car with her for 2-3 hours. I know you are all envying me now.
Essentially, this is what I am doing now. Thank god the wi-fi reaches the driveway. I am now caught up on Facebook, Twitter, this weeks Newsweek. I've also eaten 4 chicken nuggets, they were cold, not good.
My shopping trip to Costco was pretty good. I saw butt crack as soon as I pulled into the parking lot! Sadly, this moment was not captured on film because Tasha did not understand my incredible need to photograph and catalog such moments. The young gentleman realized that he was giving us a show before I could get a shot All was not lost, however. There was a woman inside wearing the best outfit ever. It may have been 44 degrees today but I would hardly think it was shorty short weather. This woman thought it was, but to look more appropriate she pulled on knee high boots, a hoodie and a long scarf. Tasha and I loved her and followed her around the store. I'd post a photo but my iPhone app won't allow it.
There you have it. My whole day. Oh, and I ran into Whit Hollis at Whole Foods. Such fun!
Essentially, this is what I am doing now. Thank god the wi-fi reaches the driveway. I am now caught up on Facebook, Twitter, this weeks Newsweek. I've also eaten 4 chicken nuggets, they were cold, not good.
My shopping trip to Costco was pretty good. I saw butt crack as soon as I pulled into the parking lot! Sadly, this moment was not captured on film because Tasha did not understand my incredible need to photograph and catalog such moments. The young gentleman realized that he was giving us a show before I could get a shot All was not lost, however. There was a woman inside wearing the best outfit ever. It may have been 44 degrees today but I would hardly think it was shorty short weather. This woman thought it was, but to look more appropriate she pulled on knee high boots, a hoodie and a long scarf. Tasha and I loved her and followed her around the store. I'd post a photo but my iPhone app won't allow it.
There you have it. My whole day. Oh, and I ran into Whit Hollis at Whole Foods. Such fun!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Swimmin' Mama!
Tonight we went swimming at Fairmont Aquatic. Sophia has been asking to go swimming for weeks now, dressing herself in her swimsuit, playing with her life jacket so we gave in. I ran home after work and grabbed everything we would need. I even picked up some sleeper jammies since I knew she would swim for 2 hours.
We're all set! We're in the pool! We're running all over dragging back up to the surface! We're...leaving after 40 minutes. She's frozen and taking her swimsuit off in front of the masses. (for shame!) "All done, mama! All DONE!"
It was only a matter of time before I figured out the problem. I took off her suit and placed her on the changer. As soon as I tore one side of that swim diaper a torrential flood of urine came splashing out onto the changer, counter, floor and my shoes. I guess I would have been frozen and "All done" if I was carrying around my own personal swimming pool in my pants. Just another lesson for the future.
We're all set! We're in the pool! We're running all over dragging back up to the surface! We're...leaving after 40 minutes. She's frozen and taking her swimsuit off in front of the masses. (for shame!) "All done, mama! All DONE!"
It was only a matter of time before I figured out the problem. I took off her suit and placed her on the changer. As soon as I tore one side of that swim diaper a torrential flood of urine came splashing out onto the changer, counter, floor and my shoes. I guess I would have been frozen and "All done" if I was carrying around my own personal swimming pool in my pants. Just another lesson for the future.
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