Brandon eats baby food once a day now. And he takes control. He grabs the spoon, eats his bib. And gets just as messy as humanly possible. Probaby so he can get a bath afterwards.
dinner time
Red October
In our front yard, we have these bushes: They have thorns and always prick me while I'm weeding. They grow like crazy and require a lot of trimming. I've already pulled two of them out; one day, the rest. But for about two weeks every fall, they turn bright red and begin to shed their... Continue Reading →
a new season
Week one of my new job completed. I am healthier and happier already. I come home at lunch and make myself something hot to eat on the chilly fall days. I have started a book and a puzzle again. I am not completely stressed out and frustrated. I get to sleep in later and spend... Continue Reading →
out with the old
I'm starting a new job tomorrow. And Brandon is starting at a new daycare. We weren't thrilled with the old daycare. His room was in the basement so each morning I'd have to teeter down the stairs in my four-inch high heels holding Brandon in his infant carrier which weighs about fifty pounds. Every night... Continue Reading →
fatty with no energy
There is a book and a movie called "Thinner" by Stephen King. In it, an obese man is cursed by a gypsy and loses three pounds a day, regardless of what he eats. At first, he thinks it's great, until he begins to waste away. I have the opposite problem - I gain three pounds... Continue Reading →
OshKosh
Is is pathetic to get a little sad about a kids' clothing store closing?Because OshKosh is closing.And I'm a little sad.They have great clothes - non-babyish clothes for babies. They have sales and coupons you can use together to make you think you're getting a great deal when you're actually just paying normal prices for... Continue Reading →
food, exercise, tv
Brandon eats baby food now. I got him to eat a whole container of carrots the other day. It all starts on his spoon, then goes into his mouth, onto his chin, onto his bib, then back into his mouth. He is a rolling over fool. He rolled over six consecutive times today. He rolls... Continue Reading →
sputtering
Brandon has begun making motor sounds with his mouth. He thinks it's hilarious. He spits and sputters all over the place. Sometimes I let Steve think Brandon is a daddy's boy. Sometimes. We have one smiley, happy baby. We have nothing to complain about. Except my ingrown toenails and possible thyroid problem and two-week... Continue Reading →
college football
Watching college football in the man cave with dad.Just chilling, comfortably.
holly pelesky 