I know, it has been a while.
But, this naughty little fetus has been making me want to simultaneously vomit and eat lots of ice cream.
Very confusing. (and delicious)
So, I have been spending my evenings curled up on the couch, trying to get Brian to do lots of things for me (Just go to TCBY already!), while trying to summon the energy to go to bed.
Don’t I just sound like a peach?
Speaking of peaches- I was reading a really “earth-mama” type blog the other day, and the author said that “Fruits and Vegetables are my children’s candy.”
MY child’s candy is…well…candy. He thinks about it, asks for it, and wants it all of the time.
Don’t you think that he deserves a Tootsie Roll pop, just for being so cute? (And to make him so quiet?)
How do you think he would feel if I handed him an apple instead?
Smoothies have been my dinner of choice lately.
It is like ice cream, only healthier! (My particular fetus is still a pretty basic life form and easily fooled.) I stock it full of tofu, flaxmeal, and fruit. Take THAT earthy-mama blog!
Joseph joins in with gusto- polishing off several cups full of smoothie in one sitting.
And then dumping out the rest on the table, smearing it around, and shaking the straw so that smoothie splatters everywhere.
Aww.. but look at my little smoothie clown
In other news, Joseph locked himself into the bathroom for the first time last week.
My first crazed instinct was to BREAK DOWN THE DOOR TO RESCUE MY BABY!
but I resisted and resorted to my second instinct which was to
CALL BRIAN IMMEDIATELY AND DISRUPT HIS WORK DAY WITH MY TRIVIAL PROBLEMS AND LOTS OF DRAMA AND EMOTION!
It took about 8 minutes for me to jimmy the door open with a hanger (which I am keeping handy, by the way), which gave Joseph enough time to amuse himself by enthusiastically splashing in the toilet for the first 4 minutes, and then hysterically crying and pounding on the door for the last 4.
I held it together.
I saved the day.
You are now, officially, caught up!