I have swept and mopped the living room, dining room, kitchen, mud room, and bathroom. I have also scrubbed and cleaned the bathroom and kitchen, done dishes, done two loads of laundry, and am about to get to the part that will actually make the place look clean: the de-cluttering.
Oh, and let me note that this was not half-assed sweeping and mopping--I actually moved shit out of the way and scrubbed the motherfucker.
I credit the
Chicago
movie soundtrack and Gwen Stefani for my progress thus far.
The trick to toddlers, I have learned, is to treat them like you would any "friend" of yours that you don't really trust. Ever be vigilant for their bullshit and let them know in no uncertain terms that you will not be buying it.
That, and take every opportunity to play with them, because they are fun.
If you two ever get your parenting book written, this MUST go in it. Best. Analogy. Ever.
Bloody hell. Nice little freakout this afternoon.
S is not always steady on her feet. The other day, while I was at the theater, she took a spill while trying to sit in a chair and missed. She bruised her forearm, hip and tailbone pretty badly.
About 45 minutes ago, she took a face plant while I was in the other room. I heard the thump and heard her say "Fuck," and ran out to check on her.
She got a cut on the bridge of her nose, and her front teeth cut the inside of her upper lip pretty good. She bled quite a bit. Both cuts haved stopped bleeding, and we're pretty sure she doesn't have a concussion (no headaches, nausea, vomiting, pupilary reaction, spots, confusion, loss of consciousness or amnesia), still.... It freaked me out pretty bad, and I really wanted to take her to the ER, but she's not inclined to go.
Oh, Sean. I'm so sorry. I hope she's okay, and that you can breathe.
I hope Em fell asleep on the sofa watching a video for you.
No such luck, but her and I snuggled n the couch for about an hour and a half watching George and the Berenstain Bears.
I also broke my own Cardinal Rule today - she watched Barney. It was only the one time and I'll never ever ever let it happen again.
I promise.
Ouch, Sean. Get some ice on her face and it will hurt less tomorrow.
Signed,
An Expert in Falling Down
I also broke my own Cardinal Rule today - she watched Barney.
I don't even know you anymore.
My girly bits are on NOTICE.
Cramps. From. HELL.
SNARL.
So, um, other than selling the veloco-princess, how is everyone?
Suzi! You survived your family!
It's remarkably warm here -- both outside AND in my apartment. (Apparently I am doomed to extremes where I live. . . at least until I figure out the balance.)
You survived your family!
Only barely. Now mom is asking why I got upset and how come, all of a sudden, cousin #3 decided to sit down a chat when she had been too busy to do so for the majority of the afternoon.
Ya know, I understand the momma-bear knee-jerk reaction when it comes to your kids, but when it happens regarding your parentals, it is kinda freaky.
