Eating's a lot of work!
Snoozing together
Her idea of fun!
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Days 74, 75, & 76...
She had a rough night...
Sunny days at the dog park :o)
Her new thing at nap time...love it
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Days 70-73...Since I've been MIA
Part of my stash :o)
My new GORGEOUS Ring Slings
And if course, the light of my life!
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Letters to My Family...
Husband, I'll start with you.
Dear Husband,
I realize that we've only been adults for around 10 years or so, but here are some things you may need to be refreshed on. First, empty things go in the trash can. Second, don't ever tell me again to "Just sleep longer," when Charlotte is awake and crawling all over me in bed. Newsflash, we have a baby. Have a lovely day.
Love,
Wife
Dear Baby,
By now I thought you'd notice that nighttime is for sleep. Clearly I am the mistaken one. I'd like to add that I know you hate it, but you must have a diaper on for the majority of the day. Also, your poop stinks. I'd like for you to stop the experimental screaming that could shatter windows. And I hope you haven't noticed that your adorable looks have saved you the stink eye from mommy about ten bajillion times. Oh, and you will be going to Morning Out on Monday, that's for damn sure. By the way, the little dance you're doing right now is helping me forget that you made me want to stick chopsticks in my ears last night.
Love,
Mommy
Dear Husband,
I realize that we've only been adults for around 10 years or so, but here are some things you may need to be refreshed on. First, empty things go in the trash can. Second, don't ever tell me again to "Just sleep longer," when Charlotte is awake and crawling all over me in bed. Newsflash, we have a baby. Have a lovely day.
Love,
Wife
Dear Baby,
By now I thought you'd notice that nighttime is for sleep. Clearly I am the mistaken one. I'd like to add that I know you hate it, but you must have a diaper on for the majority of the day. Also, your poop stinks. I'd like for you to stop the experimental screaming that could shatter windows. And I hope you haven't noticed that your adorable looks have saved you the stink eye from mommy about ten bajillion times. Oh, and you will be going to Morning Out on Monday, that's for damn sure. By the way, the little dance you're doing right now is helping me forget that you made me want to stick chopsticks in my ears last night.
Love,
Mommy
Friday, May 13, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Dude, seriously?
I've heard of this kind of thing happening about a bajillion times and I thought I'd come up with a good come-back if it ever happened to me, but at 7am, running on 3 hours of sleep and the panic of not getting a deposit made in time, I totally disappointed myself, damn it!
First thing yesterday morning I had to go to the store to get some ink for our printer...which, incidentally, won't perform non-printing functions unless BOTH ink cartridges are full *sigh*. What a lovely reason to have to drop 30 bucks on ink that's not necessary as the first thing on my to-do list after Char woke up no fewer than 75 times the night before. Anyways, it was a steamy 55 degrees here in the Great White North and the peanut had sweat pants, a onesie (with sleeves), and some wicked cool tube socks on. I didn't put a jacket on her because she gets warm easily and I had her in the ring sling (that covers her up to her neck). I say this preemptively in case anyone decides to take this lady's side.
So, bleary eyed and maybe hallucinating, I find this furking ink and check out. I guess this woman's altruism just overcame her because she about called child services because Char didn't have a jacket on. Perhaps God put her on this planet to school all the stupid moms out there...but my own theory is that she needs a damn life and some grandkids to freak out about. "Goodness sakes MOMMY! That child needs a JACKET!" And my pathetic response, "She's ok." I was even mildly chipper about it! GRRRR!
But like we ALL do, I came up with a good one once I got home and squeezed in a 7 minute nap. (Clearing throat), "I got her through the 50 below weather we just had for 7 months, I don't think 55 ABOVE ZERO is going to give her pneumonia!" And anyone who lives in this region knows that TECHNICALLY, 55 is good enough to sunbathe in. Anyways, she had a stupid old lady hat on so I figure she's told she's an idiot enough times during her day.
First thing yesterday morning I had to go to the store to get some ink for our printer...which, incidentally, won't perform non-printing functions unless BOTH ink cartridges are full *sigh*. What a lovely reason to have to drop 30 bucks on ink that's not necessary as the first thing on my to-do list after Char woke up no fewer than 75 times the night before. Anyways, it was a steamy 55 degrees here in the Great White North and the peanut had sweat pants, a onesie (with sleeves), and some wicked cool tube socks on. I didn't put a jacket on her because she gets warm easily and I had her in the ring sling (that covers her up to her neck). I say this preemptively in case anyone decides to take this lady's side.
So, bleary eyed and maybe hallucinating, I find this furking ink and check out. I guess this woman's altruism just overcame her because she about called child services because Char didn't have a jacket on. Perhaps God put her on this planet to school all the stupid moms out there...but my own theory is that she needs a damn life and some grandkids to freak out about. "Goodness sakes MOMMY! That child needs a JACKET!" And my pathetic response, "She's ok." I was even mildly chipper about it! GRRRR!
But like we ALL do, I came up with a good one once I got home and squeezed in a 7 minute nap. (Clearing throat), "I got her through the 50 below weather we just had for 7 months, I don't think 55 ABOVE ZERO is going to give her pneumonia!" And anyone who lives in this region knows that TECHNICALLY, 55 is good enough to sunbathe in. Anyways, she had a stupid old lady hat on so I figure she's told she's an idiot enough times during her day.
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