Looks like we've got some babyproofing to take care of.

Never say Never

If 3 years ago you had told me I would have a 7 month old who sleeps in a cage, is fed processed baby food from a jar, wore disposable diapers 30% of the time and that I would leave for 4 hours so I could see Disney Princesses on Ice, I would have laughed. It was so far from my reality.

And yet, here I am with not one, but two, 7 month olds with whom I have done just that. We have two cribs set up and in a month I hope to be able to say that I have slept for 2 hours at a stretch! Two hours Meryl, that’s all I’m asking for!

As for the food. They like it so much better than table food and it is soooooo easy. Same for disposable diapers. A kid can wear one for hours and hours. Try that with cloth and you'll end up with wet clothes and a sore tush.

Meryl in her new cage. I mean crib.

The Grass is always Greener

The best onion is always the one someone else is chewing on!

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And She is Off.......

Meryl has been crawling backwards for sometime now. Yesterday it all came together for her in the filthy waiting room at Logan's drumming and Avery's gymnastics place. She will move forward for manicured nails, jewelry (diamonds and white gold preferred) and hair bows. Her story hour at the library was a whole different ball game today. Not a little girl in the place was safe from her prying hands. And the moms need to keep a close eye on their jewels.

Now if I could just get the house safe for a crawler. This place is a serious disaster after the past week of snot and fevers. We had previously moved all legos to the basement playroom, but the older kids ae always using paper, little stickers, scissors to make more little paper, etc. The next year or so is going to be a whirlwind!

Couple of side notes- I did rejoin the local tri team for upcoming season. I've got a sprint tri in May. Then either an oly (1M swim/34 M bike/6M run) in August or maybe a trail mary in October. I'll see how I feel after Mother's Day. It is just a matter of time and if I can get some!

And we have a spot in the organic section of the community gardens again. It hurts everytime I pay $1.79 lb for butternut squash. Any fool (myself included) can grow squash and tomatillos, peppers and beans. Then we can turn the garden at home over to strawberries like I've been wanting. I'll order 50 plants to get us started. If all goes well we'll have a good crop in a few years. Our raspberries had a bumper crop last year so I'm feeling good about it.

Sick

Sick. Sick. Sick.

Babies with snot running everywhere and blank looks on their faces. A boy with huge black bags under his eyes and achy legs. A mother with a throat that has never felt so sore. Fevers of 103.7. Coughs all around. But we are on the upswing. This was the first time in Logan's 5 year academic career that he has had to call in sick. So much for making it all the way through high school. Be back soon with things more interesting than snot.

Oh, yes. The babies had their court date on Tuesday and are now officially adopted. I felt awful waiting in the courthouse sharing our germs but the judge seemed sicker.

Why?

No matter how carefully I choose the toys for the bathtub for the babies, the best toy is always the plug to the drain.