So he was digging the snow at first, I didnt put him right into it, but after a while, he had enough and was ready to go in.

Happy Valentines day!!!

Happy Valentine's Day.

I tell you this day has already gotten on my nerves and I am trying to not let it upset me b/c it is Valentine's Day, afterall...

Here's my day so far.
Baby guy up at 3:30 am, put him back to sleep. He's awake at 4:30am this time he poo'd and was not happy about it. I hate to change him in the middle of the night, because that just throws him all off. But I HAD to. He was gnawing on his binky, so that leads me to believe his teeth hurt.
All in all, new jammies, new diaper, had to make a bottle for him calm down, tylenol for his gums, tv turned on and Mommy back to bed.
I was asleep for 2.5 minutes when all of a sudden I hear this loud bang. Hubby and I woke up and looked in the baby room, hes fast asleep, hubby looks downstairs, nothing...
This morning as I was getting into the shower, I found the culprit. Baby guy's toy holder in the shower fell off the wall.

So I get up late, get baby up late, get out the door late, as I had to make a makeshift diaper bag for hubbys dad to pick up baby guy from daycare. Get to work late as frigging usual. I cannot continue to have these mornings where I am running around cursing everyone under the sun, and breaking a sweat to get my shit together and baby guys coat on, get him out of the god damn dog bowls, and out the door.
Is it absolutely necessary that I have to get up at 5 in the goddamn morning to get to work by 8am? I dont think so..and I refuse to, I shouldn't have to.

And to top this lovely morning off...

I MADE COFFEE IN THE KITCHEN HERE AT WORK, I GO BACK TO GET A CUP, SOME FUCKING ASSHOLE TOOK THE WHOLE CANTEEN OF COFFEE THAT I JUST MADE!

Cooties

Cooties! Yes, you read that right, Cooties.

Cooties are running rampant at Baby guy's daycare...

He was sent home day before yesterday with a Fever. I got the call 15 minutes before the end of my day...And since he was technically sent home with fever, he had to stay out for 24 hours...
No big deal, I worked from home while he played around, terrorizing the dog and acting like a lunatic. Hmm some fever....

So today we get to daycare and the Infant/Toddler room is deserted. I would say 90% of the children were home sick...with either Diahrea or fever...

I think he had diahreah this morning, or atleast what looked like it. But no fever.
I am expecting to get a call today to go pick him up.

We are expeciting a decent amount of snow to fall over the weekend. Babyguy has never been out playing in the snow, I wonder what he will think of it?

gotta run
I have alot to do today...

Mom

This is what happens when Sophie and I take baby guy to the party store

Groundhog day

Phil Says Six More Weeks of Winter!
Phil's official forecast as read 2/2/06 at sunrise at Gobbler's Knob:

It is said that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
Around the country there are many imitators of me.

In Harrisburg there is Gus who appears on TV
working for the lottery.

Then all around town,
Cute groundhog statues abound.
They all look like me, I found.

Today on the Knob as I'm doing my job,
I don't like this likeness of me.

It's my shadow I see. Six more weeks of mild winter there will be.

HEY PHIL... GET BENT!

I thought it would be funny if I woke up and heard Sonny and Cher's 'I got you babe' on the clock radio this morning.

Mom

The lettuce in a Taco counts as a vegetable...Right?

What 'rules' I break-And I don't feel guilty either

I posted a comment on a blog yesterday about breaking the rules of parenting.
I added some, because I realized I left some things out.

I still let Baby guy have a binkie, alltough I take his bink out when I drop him off at daycare and leave it in his crib for naps, hopefully it stays there during the day.
I only just started really cleaning his binkies regularly. I have one of those dishwasher rack style baskets and I just toss the old one in and replenish from the clean ones in a container on the counter.
He still has a bottle in the morning and at night, during the day at home and at daycare, he uses sippy cups. I know I need to stop with the bottles. I may just let him have a bottle at night before bed and switch to sippy in the morning.
On the weekends, for some reason its harder to put him down for afternoon naps rather than the morning ones. So, sometimes I make him a nice warm bottle of milk and put him down with it.
I spike his milk to get him to drink it. He likes strawberry quick in it. Hey it says on the container that it provides calcium, right?
Baby guy gets into the dog's food every time he's makes his way into the kitchen. I don't run to stop him as fast as I used to. He's even gotten a few bits of kibble in his mouth once or twice. I figure he will catch on that it's pretty gross and not want to eat it anymore. If I tell him 'no' he will want it even more.
When he takes a tumble, I don't get up unless I see tears. Sometimes he tumbles and it's on purpose and I can see him trying to see if I am getting up out of the corner of his eye. If I dont move, he starts fake crying, and then I can tell he just wants some love, so I get down on the floor and hug and rock him.
I bought fish for him, but they are really for me. They are really neat Beta's that are in the same tank but separated from each other. I have had them for almost a month and I haven't killed them yet. Sometimes he goes to them and points at them, but thats about it.
I secretly wish he would cuddle up with me and nap.

I'm sure I have lots more, but I have to get working while he's having his am nap.

Today is his 12 month well baby checkup. And then after that, I am taking him into work. No one has seen him since he was about 2 months old.

Mom