Friday, March 06, 2009

Love You Madly

I've been crocheting like a madwoman lately. I made a Wall*E, and a Dr. Horrible, and an octopus, and a tiny elephant,and some Valentine's Day stuff last month, and a soot sprite.

And I finished my painting and it is fabulous and is hanging on the wall in our front room.

And our yard is finally all ready for the garden, we need to mix the dirt in and go buy the plants and plant them and then it will be done. And we got some PESTICIDE so we can kill the biting ants and cockroaches and crickets and rolly-pollies, and earwigs, and slugs, and spiders, and EVERYTHING ELSE that was living where my garden is now going to live. Tomatoes and peppers and maybe beans and cucumbers and lots of herbs and a squash plant of some sort would be nice...we will have to see what I get when we go buy the plants tomorrow.

My Potato Bug Baby now has seven teeth. And he's been falling back asleep on his own when he wakes up in the middle of the night lately, which has been lovely.

Dusey has been dieting, by eating half as much as he used to eat. It makes me feel a little guiltier about all the food (specifically bottom-unfriendly desserts) that I am constantly wanting to make and eat all of because oh-my-gosh so delicious and sugary. I am a glutton. A glutton for sugar. Yummy.

I made chocolate covered brownie bites for Valentine's Day and they were DELICIOUS. Most especially the ones covered in dark chocolate.

The man-child has been standing up and taking steps along furniture and snarfing down incredibly huge amounts of food in a single sitting and exploring everything and testing me to see what my limits are ("No! Don't eat the garbage!" ---he grins at me--- "We don't eat paper!" ---he giggles--- "Stop rolling over until I have your new diaper on!" ---shrieks of laughter---). Aren't they supposed to wait to test your limits and your rules until they're at least officially toddlers? The little smarty-pants. At least he is listening to me when I tell him we don't bite mommy's leg, no matter how tasty and at-mouth-level it may be while I'm sitting in my computer chair.

I have been wanting to go to the zoo for the past month or so. I keep waking up, thinking, Today would be a lovely day to go to the zoo, and see the giraffes, and indeed it would as the whether has been nice and toasty warm, but Dusey always has work and so we don't go. We are planning on going to the Botanical Gardens soon (once we have our own garden all planted and beauteous), and then hopefully we will be able to make it to the zoo soon after that. I think the Wild Child will enjoy seeing the animals this time rather than sleeping the entire time we're there like he did the last time we went to the zoo during the day, even though he was almost assaulted by a squirrel in his stroller.

We got our plane tickets to New York. I need to get tickets for a show, and then plan out what we want to do while we're there and how much money it will take so we can set that aside and not spend it.

We got our tax refund. It is lovely.

I am going to get a G10 soon. That will also be lovely. You ought to expect me to actually post some adorable baby photos (I know I keep promising and then not following through) along with a rash of Macro texture shots, because, seriously, awesome.

I want to get out of the house and DO SOMETHING today. Maybe I will take le kiddo on a walk when he gets up from his nap-er-roo. Someday he will be a little bigger and will be able to actually play with me in ways other than laughing when I tell him no or knocking down the block towers I build or playing the "I throw it you fetch it, Mommy" game, or the "put the lid back on the blocks so I can pull it off over and over again" game. Though, I must admit, I do enjoy the building of the block towers, and the other little repetitive games convince me that he's really quite the little learning genius, and by the way, he knows the sign for food, and does it a lot, and recognizes the signs for More, and All Done, and Sleep (he doesn't like that one).

The play class we've been taking together has been fun. I don't socialize much there, and neither does the little guy, it's mostly him exploring and trying to eat EVERY SINGLE BALL THERE IS which then I have to throw them all in the "yucky bucket", which requires chasing him around pretty much the entire time. But it's out of the house, and there's toys we don't have, and he seems to like it, so it's all good. Next class I take there though maybe I kind of want to do a ME CLASS. Maybe I will get a weekly babysitter and I will go and PAINT or COOK or SEW or EXERCISE or something. Who knows? It depends on what they're offering, and if it's too expensive or not, and if I could get a babysitter.

I need to start wearing sunscreen again, and putting it on my baby guy as well. Hello, cute little man, you are going to have to learn to Not Eat the sunscreen bottle.

I want to go swimming.

I want to go on a date. With Dusey, of course. Let's do it, handsome man, go see a movie and get ice-cream, or go read books together at Border's, or ANYTHING.

Little-bitty-stir-crazy, you may think. Perhaps.

Tomorrow is going to be a lovely day.

2 comments:

Th. said...

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Ugghhhh. I need to do my taxes.....

Marci said...

I want to see pictures of your painting and crocheting! Also, it will be so fun to have you in NYC. Do you know what kind of a cake you want?