- ...getting your nose quite forcefully wiped with the (formerly clean) sock that someone just noisily blew his own into.
- ...being fed goldfish after goldfish and watching his joyful smile as you crunch each one.
- ...sitting in the walmart aisle for 20 minutes playing with walk/ride toys trying to figure out which one he likes best.
- ...getting bopped in the head with a big roll of birthday wrapping paper that he insists on holding.
- ...getting a slightly slobbery but totally unexpected baby kiss.
- ...waking up 45 minutes before the alarm and not being allowed to go back to sleep until you're both fully dressed, sitting on the couch with baby and you both fall asleep while taking 'just a minute' to cuddle.
- ...hearing "Momom" come out of his mouth, whether he wants something or is just stating a fact.
- ...watching him head to the kitchen with a diaper and feeling your heart swell with pride that he's picking up on the correct use of the trash can. And then following to find him dipping it in the dog water.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
There's nothing like being a mommy...
Really. There's nothing like:
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Teeny Baby Pancakes
It's such a well-known fact that it's become cliche: at some point, kids decide they're ashamed of their parents and want nothing to do with them. Of course, I'm going to be an exception to the rule. But, today while I was cooking Ethan breakfast and singing him a made-up song about 'Little Teeny Baby Pancakes' I started to get an inkling of why I too would be that parent someday.
For now I'm content to sing him silly songs and watch him bounce his little teeny baby bottom up and down on his little teeny baby legs while I do.
For now I'm content to sing him silly songs and watch him bounce his little teeny baby bottom up and down on his little teeny baby legs while I do.
And, we're back - The obligatory Introduction
I'm not sure this blog needs a lot of explaination. It's my long-overdue way of continuing to blog after a semi-traumatic privacy invasion event over on The Diary Of A Bean. Although, expecting privacy on a semi-public blog is a bit odd, I just didn't expect it to be found. I irresponsibly placed the link in a location where it was found by someone who isn't invited into my personal life.
SO I don't know if this is the best solution but I've made a new account and imported the old one over here. Like the old one, this blog is public but the link isn't published and it shouldn't be searchable. I do encourage my friends to share it with friends. I don't intend to post a lot of secrets here, and I'll try to refrain from posting anything that will upset the people who aren't my friends...
The matter of the name: The name of this blog will probably change again couple of times. I've put of starting it for so long because I didn't know what to call it. Maybe I'll should have a contest for the best name.
SO I don't know if this is the best solution but I've made a new account and imported the old one over here. Like the old one, this blog is public but the link isn't published and it shouldn't be searchable. I do encourage my friends to share it with friends. I don't intend to post a lot of secrets here, and I'll try to refrain from posting anything that will upset the people who aren't my friends...
The matter of the name: The name of this blog will probably change again couple of times. I've put of starting it for so long because I didn't know what to call it. Maybe I'll should have a contest for the best name.
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