OMG can you believe it? Two posts a less than a month? Out of control. One of my many goals is to post on this thing more, because what's the point of cramming two months worth of stuff into a post? It's lame, and I realized it ticks me off when I have to wait for my favorite people to post on their blogs. My other goals you ask? Ah...just to name a few...lose those last few, um, 30 baby pounds, learn to make healthier yummier meals, make my own baby food, learn to sew, read approximately 30 books which I own but have never read, and finish my wedding scrapbook so I can start on Harper's book. A lot of goals, but that just means it's more to get done...or more to put off. We'll go with the first one.
This weekend Harper got her first play date with an older man (sorry Braggs!). Dexter is 1 1/2 and a fun kid once he warms up to you. He hasn't exactly gotten that whole sharing thing down though. When Harper would get too close to something, he'd snatch it up and put it in his lap. She didn't care, since she just wanted something to chew on. Then I got out some of her toys (a soft book, a steering wheel rattle, and a cat teether) that's all he wanted. She started playing the wheel like a tambourine while reading the book. When I asked him to share with Harper, he threw the book across the room. It was kind of funny. Anyway, cut to this morning after I braved the icy terrain to get Harper to daycare (more on this below). I set her down with a couple other kids, who are playing nicely. She noticed a toy, then saw another kid crawling towards it. She but it into high gear, knocked the kid aside, and swiped the toy. Very gracefully...I was like, sorry? I explained her visit with Dex this weekend, and she laughed it off. Let's hope for no more take downs, and no blow outs, which were the big issue last week. We think they're feeding her to much, and cut back her formula this weekend. Voila! No blowouts at home, we'll see how it goes today. I hate getting bags of poopy clothes, it's the worst.
So, it's an icy icky wintery day today. I knew it was bad when a coworker called to tell me to just stay home. I decided to at least try and get Harper to daycare, then I could go back home and work. The roads were slick, and traffic was slow going. I can get to daycare, even with high traffic and bad weather., in about 7 minutes. Today it took about 20--majority of the wait was turning against traffic into the center. So, leaving I can't get any traction up the hill on the main road to get to work--my other option is even steeper, so I said screw it and decided to head home.. This trip took almost 45 minutes to go about 5 blocks. Out of control. So, now I'm dealing with a slow system but at least getting some stuff done.
Harper is keeping us busy with crawling like crazy and starting to stand up and walk around furniture. I was going through a tote of clothes yesterday, and it made me sad to see how small her stuff was when we brought her home. It's seriously amazing how quick they grow. She had some cheerios for the first time yesterday. I cheated and soaked them in milk, I know she isn't supposed to have real dairy until 1 year, but seriously, what did we drink as babies? She loved them, and it was win win for Abbey because she can't quite get them into her mouth, so half of them ended up on the floor--and in Abbey's mouth. The problem is that when you're done, she isn't, and she threw her first fit. It was cute, I wish I had had the camera on her. There was fish pounding and growling and kicking. Out of control. She's going to be handful.
Sunday Erich was supposed to go to CBus with Harper for his Grandma's bday, but he had a touch of the flu the night before, so they stayed in, and I went and worked at PJ's. Pretty busy day for the weather, good times. Better than Erich's; apparently all Harper wanted to do was walk around being held. She's done that to me before, and it's not fun. Plus, you can't get anything else done because she cries with real tears, which is so heartbreaking. Tears are the greatest tool to get your way. Ever.
OK, break time is over. Have a good week and stay warm; sounds like we're going to get hit again fairly soon. I am so sick of the snow!
This weekend Harper got her first play date with an older man (sorry Braggs!). Dexter is 1 1/2 and a fun kid once he warms up to you. He hasn't exactly gotten that whole sharing thing down though. When Harper would get too close to something, he'd snatch it up and put it in his lap. She didn't care, since she just wanted something to chew on. Then I got out some of her toys (a soft book, a steering wheel rattle, and a cat teether) that's all he wanted. She started playing the wheel like a tambourine while reading the book. When I asked him to share with Harper, he threw the book across the room. It was kind of funny. Anyway, cut to this morning after I braved the icy terrain to get Harper to daycare (more on this below). I set her down with a couple other kids, who are playing nicely. She noticed a toy, then saw another kid crawling towards it. She but it into high gear, knocked the kid aside, and swiped the toy. Very gracefully...I was like, sorry? I explained her visit with Dex this weekend, and she laughed it off. Let's hope for no more take downs, and no blow outs, which were the big issue last week. We think they're feeding her to much, and cut back her formula this weekend. Voila! No blowouts at home, we'll see how it goes today. I hate getting bags of poopy clothes, it's the worst.
So, it's an icy icky wintery day today. I knew it was bad when a coworker called to tell me to just stay home. I decided to at least try and get Harper to daycare, then I could go back home and work. The roads were slick, and traffic was slow going. I can get to daycare, even with high traffic and bad weather., in about 7 minutes. Today it took about 20--majority of the wait was turning against traffic into the center. So, leaving I can't get any traction up the hill on the main road to get to work--my other option is even steeper, so I said screw it and decided to head home.. This trip took almost 45 minutes to go about 5 blocks. Out of control. So, now I'm dealing with a slow system but at least getting some stuff done.
Harper is keeping us busy with crawling like crazy and starting to stand up and walk around furniture. I was going through a tote of clothes yesterday, and it made me sad to see how small her stuff was when we brought her home. It's seriously amazing how quick they grow. She had some cheerios for the first time yesterday. I cheated and soaked them in milk, I know she isn't supposed to have real dairy until 1 year, but seriously, what did we drink as babies? She loved them, and it was win win for Abbey because she can't quite get them into her mouth, so half of them ended up on the floor--and in Abbey's mouth. The problem is that when you're done, she isn't, and she threw her first fit. It was cute, I wish I had had the camera on her. There was fish pounding and growling and kicking. Out of control. She's going to be handful.
Sunday Erich was supposed to go to CBus with Harper for his Grandma's bday, but he had a touch of the flu the night before, so they stayed in, and I went and worked at PJ's. Pretty busy day for the weather, good times. Better than Erich's; apparently all Harper wanted to do was walk around being held. She's done that to me before, and it's not fun. Plus, you can't get anything else done because she cries with real tears, which is so heartbreaking. Tears are the greatest tool to get your way. Ever.
OK, break time is over. Have a good week and stay warm; sounds like we're going to get hit again fairly soon. I am so sick of the snow!
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