Saturday, January 9, 2010

I am not NOT turning 31 today.

For scores and 31 years ago... a baby girl was born. Yup, that baby girl was me. 5lb 13oz of pure extroverted stubbornness. I think you would agree right mom? Right dad? Anyway... To celebrate such an occasion Superdad and I are going out on our first solo overnight in over 9 months. The Tank has not gone to bed without nursing, so we'll see how he fares. Nana is loaded with 2 different bottles and nipples, a sippy cup, breast milk in a bag and a few cans of ready to pour formula. She also has several pots of yogurt in case he needs something to keep him full. Please Tank please be a good boy so we can do this again ok sweetheart?

Superdad took a weeks vacation and I thought we would do fun stuff but really we used the time to get the house stuff accomplished. 2 new faucets, knobs, bookshelf and curtains later it feels a little more complete in the house. I had to point out to Superdad that we didn't even get upset with each other the entire vacation, its amazing how a little family time and having meal times at normal hours all together how it can get us back to US. We are praying 2010 means positive changes and new adventures for us.

I can honestly say I am dedicated to the 2010 goals. First up on the list of accomplishments was to get crafty. I think I am gettin it! What do you think? Kim if you are reading that frame is headed your way as a thank you for sending the Ergo sucking straps. Now to decide if I will take a sewing course or a photography course.

OH and how can I almost forget, over at MckMama Smallfry got a hair cut so it got me thinking... perhaps Superkid needed a new 'do'. Well here it is! Her ringlets were cut off and now she has a super cute 'bob' style, oh and her curls returned after last nights bath. She's one lucky kid to have such a versatile head of hair.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

It's a what?

A dog hat? Ok but why? cuz his incredibly small brain would get cold? The last I checked having a dog that small is not going to be saved by a crocheted hat in minus 40 below weather. Really... again, I have this thing when it comes to dogs wearing clothes. Sorry.

Anyway... I have decided that I am going to start a new tactic with Superkid and her tantrums. I have this Carlton emoticon on my MSN that makes me really laugh out loud for a ridiculous long time every time I see it. So being that Superkid is like my personality twin perhaps it will make her pee her pants laughing when she's screaming "I WANT MY SOODER" from the top of her lungs to see ME dance like none other then Carlton Banks. I think it would work- no?

Anyway, The Tank who is now 9months old *sniff has decided the land of immobility is for babies and has decided that speed crawling over night is the cool thing to do. He hauls around where ever he is at light speed and pulls up on things and yanks on stuff he's not supposed to touch ie: laptop cord, otherwise known as mommy's umbilicus. He's ruthless. He's cut a tooth, he no longer is content with just being. He is allllllll about discovery, no more lazy days we are on baby proof duty. So we can now check off a few more things on his developmental task sheet, he just started out slow, now he's taking off.

Happy New Year and all that jazz. We rang it in here at home. I must say it was fantastic to not have to travel anywhere. Hugs to those we didn't get to see as usually we ring it in with the Brampton crew (xoxo we missed you), but we were able to have our neighbours over and another couple friend of ours. It was great, drinks, panzarottis and sleeping babies. Two kids who hung out watching DVD's all night. Who could ask for anymore then just that?

Superdad is on vacation so we are knocking down the 'honey do' list I hope, and a trip to Ikea for some room revival for The Tank's unfinished, mediocre room. Poor kid really got the shaft, first no newspaper announcement, then no brag book for Grandparents (again I'm sorry), and now a room full of un-matched, handmedown items. He's a guy though, so I really hope there is no resentment in the future. Guys don't hold grudges do they? Really- does he look like he's packin' a grudge? Ok... maybe... a little.