PiToddler totally congratulates himself on almost every achievement, by clapping his hands and smiling broadly.

Adorable! I need to start doing this. I'm sure it would improve my state of mind. ETA: PiBaby pictures are always happy making. He's got to be the happiest baby ever.

I made my two phone calls! Yay me. (claps hands.)

Do you all ever have days where you find yourself woohooing the small mundane accomplishments, because you're pretty sure that's all you're going to get.

I'm not gonna lie, most of my days are like this.

Somehow I've managed to convince my boss that I know what I'm doing and have things under control. No idea how I did that, considering how much I don't. But I'll get it wrangled somehow, and I guess that counts.

Argh, people.

I hate lawyers who don't actually READ what I send them. They just shoot an email back saying "blah blah blah you don't know what you're talking about," and they're WRONG.

Not all lawyers do this, but when they do it pisses me off. I am a lawyer and I'm not making this shit up.

Stay at home with your kids? Lazy, why don't you get a job? Work outside the home? Selfish, how can you let someone else raise your kids? Don't have kids at all? Slut, why aren't you married yet? Have too many kids? Stupid bitch, don't you know about birth control?

Ann Romney doesn't know how many horses she owns - THIS is a relevant point to make when she's trying to paint herself as someone who speaks for working class Americans. Not her choices as a mother.

Just needed to be said again. Perfect.

wrod! Nobody can possibly win.(well, unless, like Mitt, "governor" is your family business and you rewrite the rules a lot.)

And, um, he still doesn't say the Hebrew word for "mom", or "Ima" (again with the long "a" - hmm, I wonder what's up with this pattern)

I think that's one of the sounds that babies usually make first -- whatever language they hear, the way the muscles develop means the first few sounds will be mamama and bababa and dadada and a few others -- and I've seen some theories that that's why the words that little kids use for mother and father in most languages are some combination of those sounds.

And, um, he still doesn't say the Hebrew word for "mom", or "Ima" (again with the long "a" - hmm, I wonder what's up with this pattern).

Franny said "dada" months before she said "mama," but DH was convinced it wasn't a preference for him so much as an assumption that I was supposed to appear without being called. Who knows?

DH was convinced it wasn't a preference for him

My sister told me about a friend's toddler who referred to both his parents as "dada" (actually, the Hebrew equivalent, but it doesn't matter for the rest of the story). The parents tried to teach him to say "mama", and finally they succeeded, he learned to pronounce the sound. He even used the new word - he called his father "mama".

He continued calling his mother "dada" for months afterwards.

PiToddler totally congratulates himself on almost every achievement, by clapping his hands and smiling broadly.

Love that!

Went out and saw the marathon winner run by, then had brunch and an additional cocktail. Yay daytime drinking! An angry-looking marathon finisher came in and stood next to me and drank two beers in rapid succession, and was like whatever when I congratulated him. Whatever, dude!

Happy Birthday, ND!

Scrappy, I heard from ita yesterday, she's laying low for awhile.

Valid reaction to ... anything. I am glad you've heard from her though. We worry.

Do you all ever have days where you find yourself woohooing the small mundane accomplishments, because you're pretty sure that's all you're going to get.

I think feeding the cats and myself and medicating most of us is as good as it gets today. Oh and I emptied the dishwasher. Maybe a nap will reset my brain. Or burning the PNW down with fire. I don't know how to fix climate change and thus all of my sinus issues but that would help with the allergies.

Clearly the next thing I need to accomplish is filing an extension for my taxes. Tomorrow.