Wow honey. That's lots more eloquent than your usual, "Ass 'em in the ear."

Thanks for all the good ~ma for my mom, everyone. I'll know more after her ultrasound tomorrow.

Robin, I would add to the smiting, but I think it's been more than covered. Wow.

YAY tattoo, vw!

Sorry about the ick, Hil.

My motivation appears to still be sunning itself in St. Thomas. Dammit. I kind of need it today.

vw, that sounds like a really awesome tattoo.

Miracleborns, bwah!

Robin's insurance company, phhbbbtt!!!

According to Wired, today is also Copernicus' birthday.

Our plans to keep Mal in his crib until we move appear to, like all good plans, not have survived first contact with the enemy toddler. He was pitching a fit in his crib tonight, had thrown everything out, and was bouncing up and down so hard I had to pick him up. I set him on the floor to get a book, and he raced around, flinging everything back into his crib, then tore into the big bedroom, flung the covers back on the bed, and crawled in. Then beamed at me.

We're done for.

Thank you for the AWESOME smiting!

Kristen, all the best to you mom. I know how dear she is to you. This must be scary. May whatever is going on be easy to fix and leave her stronger for the fixing. Peace and strength to you too, dear.

Oh, Raq. Oh, Mal. Oh, Raq.

Tons of ~ma to your mom, Kristin.

Our plans to keep Mal in his crib until we move appear to, like all good plans, not have survived first contact with the enemy toddler. He was pitching a fit in his crib tonight, had thrown everything out, and was bouncing up and down so hard I had to pick him up. I set him on the floor to get a book, and he raced around, flinging everything back into his crib, then tore into the big bedroom, flung the covers back on the bed, and crawled in. Then beamed at me.

We're done for.

Ah, I remember those times. We eventually settled on keeping the crib side down so that Owen can crawl in and out of his bed whenever he wants. A few (ok, more than a few) horrible nights were spent with him screaming and crying at the door of his bedroom (thankfully, he couldn't turn the door knob) and falling asleep on the floor. Now he knows to play but to crawl back into bed when he's tired. We're planning on a twin bed for the spring, but he still gets along ok in the crib.

There were also a few incidents of him falling out when in the middle of a screaming fit, he decided to try to crawl out but I suspect those were more traumatic for me than for him.

Depending on how long you guys have until you move, you may be able to continue to make the crib work for you.

I'm referring all my smiting to Miracleman. He does good work.

Kristen--My dad had balloon angioplasty in his carotid and it was the easiest and most helpful of all the many surgeries and procedures he had. Instant results and very quick recovery. I hope that your mom doesn't need anyhting done, but if she does I am vibing for it to to be simple and helpful.

A few (ok, more than a few) horrible nights were spent with him screaming and crying at the door of his bedroom (thankfully, he couldn't turn the door knob)

Oh lordy.

Also, we have the lever-type doorknobs (Klinken in German, I don't know if there's an English word for them), and he just became tall enough to work them. So that's an issue, as are the stairs.

You still can't shackle your child to the bed, right?

Also, we have the lever-type doorknobs (Klinken in German, I don't know if there's an English word for them), and he just became tall enough to work them.

Like a velociraptor!

Next he'll start testing the fences...looking for weakness...