That I have been watching more TV lately? In the Switching One Habit for Another category, I have been watching more TV than sitting online. It is easiest to sit downstairs in the living room while Arun plays. He does NOT like sitting in the office, despite my best efforts to make it a play room for him - in the vain hope that I could sit online while he happily plays amongst himself. That plan is quickly foiled as he crawls over to me and starts grabbing at the keyboard and mouse. We really need a laptop. sigh.
That I think that Joe on Blue’s Clues is a bit of a Hottie? I have been watching Blue’s Clues because Arun will watch it for a whole 15!!! minutes!!, but then I finish out the episode because let’s face it, gals. That Joe? He’s pretty easy on the eyes. In fact, I just caught the landmark episode where Steve heads off to college and passes the Thinking Chair to Joe. Steve? Not so hot.
That I've considered buying a few more remotes just for Arun to play with? We have a few old ones already for him, but it would be nice to just scatter them throughout the house. Those things are worth fucking GOLD in the Entertainment Olympics.
That I fed my 9 month old baby chili the other day? These days, the moment Arun realizes that I am consuming food or drink, he immediately drops to all fours and scampers over to tackle me. So, I was eating a Boca Chili thingie and the problem was that I had liberally doused it with hot sauce. But Arun would NOT leave me alone, so I gave him a taste thinking he would go away but instead HE CAME BACK FOR MORE. In this same vein, we have discovered that Arun is not allegic to strawberries, mangos, trace cashews and sunflower seeds (which are SEEDS, not nuts, right??). I am sorta over the whole allergies thing at this point. I will hold tight to the peanuts thing, of course, but everything else is fair game now.
That Arun crawled off the bed the other day? CRAWLED safely, not FELL dangerously. Like, he did it the same way he crawls off the step from our foyer to the living room. Don’t get me wrong, I am not happy about it, but I was pretty impressed that he figured out how to do it. I am so grateful we have one of those low, platform beds. Yikes.
That my mother is driving me a bit crazy and I am a little worried about our trip to BlogHer? She keeps making little, needling comments about the co-sleeping which PISS ME OFF. If I want to co-sleep it’s MY FUCKING BUSINESS. I am tired of tackling all the stupid myths, false propoganda, misconceptions and urban legends about co-sleeping, folks. TIRED OF IT. She also made comments about my obsessivly taking pictures of Arun. And she always brushes his hair off his forehead. I LIKE bangs, otherwise, he looks like an egg-headed, bug-eyed freak. Also, she was starting to get mad at my sarcastic comments - like when I make the "beautiful people" comments and that I hope Arun isn't one of them and that instead, he is ugly-smugly, but smart. OF COURSE , I am joking - what mother wouldn't actually hope that her son is drop dead gorgeous AND brainy?
That after having put Arun in his carseat, I hopped into the driver’s seat and started to back out of the garage with the rear passenger door fucking OPEN? Did you read that? OPEN. Fortunately, I always creep very slowly out of the garage, so the second I hit the garage door rail thingie I stopped. There are some marks on the inner rubbery trim, but the door is okay but OH. MY. GOD. It really freaked my shit.
Haircut #5 and Counting
The hardest part about getting his haircut is keeping him from turning his head to see the action. It’s an operation best conducted with three persons - one to hold, one to cut and one to entertain/distract. He doesn’t scream or cry, but towards the end, his patience gets maxed out faster than a college student’s first piece of plastic.
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He is so cute! And your mom is just crazy. My mom was acting bonkers this weekend, too, it must be going around.
Amanda,
In my mom's defense, our personalities are just so different that I suspect I was getting on HER nerves, too. Although, the co-sleeping comments are what really make me angry. anyway.....
Dude, my father JUST took the passenger back door off of the Lexus after shoving a laser printer in the back to return to Staples for a better laser printer. Keep in mind that last year he accidentally drove through the garage door. LOL. I'd say he was losing it but my sister drove through the other garage door the year before.
Now would not be a good time to tell you that we're all products of co-sleeping, right? Just kidding, don't be mad! I know the comments must be totally irritating-it's definitely a cultural thing and you and X have the awesome luxury of choosing what's best for all of you from two (sometimes diverging) cultures, so I suppose at any given time or another your childrearing practices will run in the face of one family's long-held views.
LMFAO @ joe from blue's clues.. i thikn he's adorable, but i have no reason to watch that show anymore, since my kid is 8. LOL
Today in the Target parking lot I saw an SUV with the rear passenger door open.
When I looked more closely, I saw a carseat on the other side of the open door, and figured Mom forgot to close it after wrestling Kid out of the seat.
When I closed the door, the car alarm went off. Heh.
The little angel is so in love with Joe. She only wants to watch Blue's Clues now. ONLY. He has replaced Elmo in the BF line-up. But what's with the two Joes? Did the first one go on to make an album called "What's Left Of This Man?"
One wonders.
I love the hair, the beautiful thick hair. I would love hair like that.
I am also impressed with the chili eating. I don't know if I could eat chili with hot sauce - what a stud!
You're not alone in your assessment of "Joe" from Blue's Clues:
check the last paragraph
I'm scared that it's about time for me to cut Alliclaus' hair, but I just can't bring myself to do it. To me, she just seems too little for that. But the hair - it is getting in her eyes.
I gotta disagree about Joe - he looks like he's 12, and thus is not for me. I liked Steve much better--though he may not be as comely, he was much nicer.
I must say, it is three times as hard when the ribbing you get about your parenting is from your own parent. I just won a small victory, though. My mom is finally getting off my back about the potty training after trying in vain herself for a week. Score one for me!
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