My cousin just had to give away her dog because the place that she is moving into does not accept them. She's pregnant, and upset. (about the dog) My BD, nonchalantly reading my email over my shoulder, asks what was going on with her. So I explain the situation to him and he goes 'it would be really easy to have Jackson (our dog whom we gave to his mom pending our second child. It just wasn't fair to him) here, you could just take him on the walks with you' (since I take the kids outside twice a day).
umm, yeeeeeeeeeeeeah, it would be really easy. FOR HIM. notice the key words "you could take him". Yeah, me and the two crazy children, in the hot sun, walking a mile, with an ADD dog who likes to stop (literally) every five minutes to poop (as if I don't already clean up enough poop on a daily basis), and likes to pull me (and in this case the stroller) down the sidewalk (likely into a ditch). He also likes to pee a lot. Like on the sidewalk, on your toes, I'm sure the stroller....
While we are on the subject, it'd be really EASY for me to just vacuum up after his dog's gynormous fur balls every day, b/c really, I just have too much time on my hands. And I really miss living in FleaLand.
Yeah, BD, sounds like a lot of fun. (I can't even write this without shaking my head every two seconds)
Things that I am grateful for today: our son sleeping his bed the whooooooole night, finally having both children sleeping, the beatiful weather, squash fries
Monday, October 20, 2008
What's easy for him, is harder for me
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Sunday, October 19, 2008
Random Sundays
This week, happiness was....
seeing a Volkswagen bug on the road. The BD and I are involved in a very aggressive game of 'punch buggy.' Our son from a very young age has always found it hysterical when I hit his father (jokingly, of course), and now when I do it for the game he punches the closest part of the car and babbles 'pun da bugeeee!" and shakes his head and laughs.
having an excuse to shop. Our neighbors just had a baby girl, so I got to go out a get stuff to make them an adorable little gift basket. Although, on that note, a two year old in a store can zap the fun out of any shopping adventure in 5 seconds flat. And he did.
having backups of stuff we need. I am not a pack rat. Nor am I saving for the next natural disaster. But getting a great deal and stocking up on stuff makes me feel great knowing it will be awhile until we run out of that certain something. When I can open up a closet door and see back up tissues or soap or baby food, it makes me feel like I have finally become an adult.
That said, I hate....
the fact that some baby food even comes in plastic containers (hello, Gerber). With all the maybes circling plastic and food, why even chance it with our baby's? And that said...if you are taking the time to produce and sell ORGANIC baby food (once again, Gerber), wouldn't it make some sort of sense, that your consumers maybe, just maybe care about the environment? And if so, now here is the really CRAZY idea, wouldn't you want to sell your food in RECYCLABLE containers???? Which is why I don't buy Gerber. I buy Earth's Best. But every time I pass the Gerber in the aisle, I have to fight the urge to chuck it across the store.
buying dishware, especially children's stuff, only to find out it's not a)dishwasher safe (um hello, if I'm buying kids ware, chances are I am using the dishwasher like it's gonna be gone tomorrow) or b) not microwavable. Say what? Those two words don't even make sense to me. As bad as I feel about doing so, I use the microwave. A lot. I understand cheap plastic not being safe, but sturdy, expensive flatware from Target? Fool me once, Target, but never again.
the fact that children cry when they are tired. What's the problem? It's not like you are so desperately tired and I am forcing you to stay awake. Go to sleep. No, but really. GO TO SLEEP. If anyone should be crying b/c they are tired it's mommy and daddy. Because lord knows, YOU ARE THE REASON WE ARE SO TIRED. You're cute. Really, really cute. Which is why mommy lets you get away with waking her up at the same hour that she used to once drink to. But if you insist on being awake, be happy. And maybe learn how to do something useful, like massage mommy's feet or cook breakfast. I'd even settle for making mommy a cup of coffee. :)
Things that I am grateful for today: Being able to see how grateful our neighbor was to receive our gift, the super nice weather today (amazing how a nice day can make anything seem better), kids clothes being on sell, the kids going down pretty easily today, the great farm that we got to visit today
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