Spike ,'Get It Done'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
If my mom even mentions the wooden angel, I tear up. There's something pavlovian going on here.
House looks like a toy store exploded. I've been trying to stem the tide a bit, but...it is kind of insane. D is "putting things away" which means we'll probably need a bulldozer to get to his bed.
Also? What kind of toy comes with its own dirt? I mean, really. (Cool magnetized dino skeleton, but really?)
The bag of a 100 balls has been a big hit. Simple stuff often is.
currently DH is attempting to install some dimmers. He has done this before --- However, old wiring and tight spaces is making things exciting
Oy. Fucking. Vey.
Kuma attacked Pug the cat which wound Roman up. In the fray of getting all the parties separated, Kuma got injured. He's limp, limping and curled into a ball on the floor.
Meanwhile, Noah has refused a nap today. When I went to check on him, he had taken off his pants and diaper and was standing the crib. yes, he had peed on teh floor.
Now, N has a Mr. Potatohead nose that he tauntingly puts up his nose as he walks around the house. When asked to stop, he growls.
Did I mention, no nap today?
oh noes Kat.
Star Trek Pez Dispenser = frightening.
Oh noes is right. I think I'm going to start locking him in his room with baby gates.
Oh, Kat. We lived through No Nap Hell yesterday. My condolences. The peeing, the growling, and the toy up the nose are each more than enough to deal with all alone; no fair of Noah, piling them all on in a single afternoon.
The upside is it makes me laugh, which is precisely why he does these things. The growling is not done in anger but to get a laugh out of me.
The peeing and diaper thing? It was hysterical. Less so when I had to change my socks and pants and clean the floor and do another load of laundry.
K just took him out. He wouldn't nap earlier so we went to the store. The yarn store. That was a mistake as he was on my back in the ergo pulling everything. Including his socks and shoes.
OH! just as I was typing this, I got a call from K. Apparently on her way to the mall, he pulled off both shoes (which is surprising, because these, unlike the earlier ones, are the old school baby lace ups) and chucked one at her head. While she was driving.
The terrible twos have officially commenced.
The terrible twos have officially commenced.
::lights candles::