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He pooped in the toilet!
Saturday, September 22nd 2007
I'm listening to Will talk (yell, rather) to himself through the monitor. He's jumping on his matress, and describing the people he can see in the pictures on the wall in a collage. "Daddy, Tibby, Mommy, Gwa-ma, Faddy" He is also telling himself to calm down ("cam dan"
. Its not working, though.He pooped in the toilet today!! He was SO proud of himself after seeing our overwhelmingly positive reaction. I wanted to cry, and almost did. Then I couldn't after realizing with...
Friday, September 21st 2007
Click and Clack on NPR have a position they credit as being their "Working Moms" expert, and the name ends up sounding like "her ass must be dragging" - that feels so apt this week.I left the office early today since I had not meetings or other deadlines. My candidate of choice verbally accepted the position, which is great. This week was intense - I had meetings with the integration team, our new VP, our new AVP, and have to plan for final stages of a mjor project next...
Tuesday, September 18th 2007
Yawn.
Someone decided to take a page out of Callie's marital handbook this morning. One of Steve's most endearing features is that he takes EVERY pregnancy symptom seriously. There's no eye-rolling, no slightly-disbelieving looks - he's a model of respect and compassion. So, when I tease him about having a nymphomaniacal pregnant wife, he looks at me in guinine concern (as if its a medical disorder) and says, "What can I do?" and I erupt into laughter. Mmm. What CAN we POSSIBL...
Monday, September 17th 2007
This blog is of little use to me if I'm not fairly honest in here about the events in my life.So, my confession is this. I hit Will this weekend, on his knee, in anger. It makes me tear up just writing those words out.
The context (not the excuse - the context) was this.
Over the last two months, he has sporadically taken to kicking out his legs while being changed. We do not have a changing table for him, so this means that we are either on the ground or on a bed and are directl...
but cweem...
Tuesday, September 11th 2007
...you read that right - Will's version of "butt cream." Cracks me up each time he says it. And he's not saying it to make me laugh - he is actually requesting cream (Desatin) on his bottom. That he means it makes me laugh even harder. He is getting so big. I come home from work each night wondering how old he going to look/seem to me that day. He's beginning to put two words together - "Daddy bedwom" (Daddy is in the bedroom). "Wioo-Wioo tincu" (Ripple is tinkling)...