Huh.

I really had to take a shower just now, since I have a physical at 1:00, so I stuck Annabel in her exersaucer and turned on PBS. I stayed in the shower for longer than I might've otherwise, just because the quiet was so relaxing. While I was drying off, I heard a giggle, of all things, from the living room.

Kid is still in her exersaucer, watching Sesame Street like it's the best thing on earth. Every time I walk by, she grins and points at the TV as if to say, "Isn't this cool?"

Could it be she was just bored?

I love Leif's hug variations. Sometimes he requests a 'smushy' hug, sometimes a 'smashy' hug, and sometimes a 'running' hug.

Smushy hugs are my FAVORITE.

I remember when I thought Sesame Street was the coolest thing, so that's not outside the realm of possibility.

It's nice that you remember yesterday.

I think I'm calling it a night. The DH just hosed my computer loading his courseware for his Master's program, and after more or less rebuilding it we are only kind of speaking to each other. It's not his fault, actually, it's the courseware's, but two people should never try to drive one computer.

He's one of the few civilians accepted by the Army War College; I think his degree is going to be in "war." The courseware is unintentionally hysterical - you have to hear R. Lee Ermey reading all the text. And everything's acronymed: "Upon graduation from the USAWC, you will be dealing with significantly broader issues within a more volatile, uncertain, complex, and ambiguous (VUCA) strategic environment."

I did not make that up.

Hugs to Gud and to sj, and to sj's nephews.

Could it be she was just bored?

Oh, yes.

Whenever I used the bathroom while watching the kids, something unfortunate happens. Dressers are emptied, diaper wipes are distributed, things in the refigerator are emptied, someone starts hitting someone else, or something or other. Taking a pee is a sure trip to the wheel of misfortune.

It's nice that you remember yesterday.

Pblblbllttt!!!!

:-p

That was last week, not yesterday, I'll have you know.

You guys are making me want to rethink this whole kid thing, and take Mal up to Ymittos (our local mountain) slathered in bacon (because dingoes love bacon) before it's too late.

(and Deena, [link] = shameless website pimpage)

The stubborn little thing pulled off all of his monitors last night.

I did an article once about this incrediably tiny very premature baby. Once the baby came home, she was hooked up to monitors, and if the monitors were dislodged an alarm went off and, of course, her parents came running. It kept happening over and over and they finally caught her pulling them off and giggling. It was just her way to make her parents appear. I hope everything goes well with both of sj's nephews.

{{{Gud}}} Now I want a smushy hug.

{{{Deena}}} I hope Aidan wears out before you do.