One of my new favorite things to do with Nico is put away the groceries. I know, it sounds weird. Usually it is a chore I hate. Plus, its a PITA whne everyone doesn't their own weight (I'm looking at you, Nico!) What makes it fun is that I also have to clean out the fridge while we are putting away groceries... this usually entail Nico rummaging about taking stuff out and us snacking. This week was awesome because I still had a piece of chocolate eclair cake leftover... so you know Nico got some!
Plus, he is starting to be able to "help". And by help, I mean, carry things half way from the foyer to the kitchen before throwing them on the floor. Its great.
He moved up to his big class today. He rejoined a bunch of kids that aged out of the baby room. I was a little nervous because he has been acting like a baby lately... seems like every day lately, he has had a meltdown meltdown meltdown at the end of the day... not happy about ANYTHING. Well... up in the big room, there is none of that.
Seriously, on Monday, I showed up to get Nico and barely recognized him because he was sitting on the floor with the other kids, listening to Sue-Sue read books... NO JOKE... I'm all like, what did you do with my kid? Because the only thing my kid likes to do with books is close them while you are reading them to him... but he sat there for like 4 books. Are you kidding me? Really? He has been rockin and rollin up there... sleeping well... eating well. So far its great. He seems to be very happy. And, I dont really want to mention anything, because I might jinx it... but homeboy sleeps like a champ these days. Its awesome.
Video of a game we like to play:
Dont understand why he cricks his shoulder up to his neck- I guess he thinks I am going to tickle his neck? Isn't he precious?
Also, I am doing this- with all this "free" time on my hands:
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Cleany McCleanerson
Good morning fans!!
Good to see ya! We had a pretty good weekend around here. This weekend was the last push to finish my degree. My defense date is Friday (GASP). For some reason I am pretty non-plussed about the whole thing. I am not nervous, which is strange, because I usually get nervous when I speak to groups of people. Of course, if I am not ready now, I will never be ready.
As a prelude to doing any actual work on Saturday, I somehow came across Malcom Gladwell's Theory of 10,000 hours. The theory is that you have to spend 10,000 hours practicing something before you are an expert at it. If the measure of being ready to defend is that I am an expert at being an academic/scholar, I would need to have spent 1250 hours a year for 8 years "practicing" being an academic. This works out to be only 31 hours a week and 40 weeks a year. Which I have definitely done. So, I would like to submit this as reason alone to give me my PhD and send me on my way. No, that doesn't count as reason enough? DAMN YOU LOGIC!!
In any case, the plan is to defend on Friday and spend the entire next weekend only doing what I want to do. Yes, friends... only want I WANT TO DO. WHOO HOOOOOOOOO!!
Hopefully it will not include cleaning. Why? Because Nico is doing it his OWN self... BTW, just so we are clear, his kindergarten teachers are going to have a time with him when he goes... why, you ask? Because we dont use "proper" grammer with Nico... because we speak in LOLCat speak... which plain just makes me laugh...Also, my mom said once about Nico, that he was cracking his own self up. Which is just funny to say... really, say it to yourself. Isn't it great? So now, he walks his own self up the steps. He feeds his own self fruit in the morning. I know. Its terrible. But I love it.
In any case, here is Nico "helping" cleaning. He has also taken to walking around the house with the broom... and the mop.
Good to see ya! We had a pretty good weekend around here. This weekend was the last push to finish my degree. My defense date is Friday (GASP). For some reason I am pretty non-plussed about the whole thing. I am not nervous, which is strange, because I usually get nervous when I speak to groups of people. Of course, if I am not ready now, I will never be ready.
As a prelude to doing any actual work on Saturday, I somehow came across Malcom Gladwell's Theory of 10,000 hours. The theory is that you have to spend 10,000 hours practicing something before you are an expert at it. If the measure of being ready to defend is that I am an expert at being an academic/scholar, I would need to have spent 1250 hours a year for 8 years "practicing" being an academic. This works out to be only 31 hours a week and 40 weeks a year. Which I have definitely done. So, I would like to submit this as reason alone to give me my PhD and send me on my way. No, that doesn't count as reason enough? DAMN YOU LOGIC!!
In any case, the plan is to defend on Friday and spend the entire next weekend only doing what I want to do. Yes, friends... only want I WANT TO DO. WHOO HOOOOOOOOO!!
Hopefully it will not include cleaning. Why? Because Nico is doing it his OWN self... BTW, just so we are clear, his kindergarten teachers are going to have a time with him when he goes... why, you ask? Because we dont use "proper" grammer with Nico... because we speak in LOLCat speak... which plain just makes me laugh...Also, my mom said once about Nico, that he was cracking his own self up. Which is just funny to say... really, say it to yourself. Isn't it great? So now, he walks his own self up the steps. He feeds his own self fruit in the morning. I know. Its terrible. But I love it.
In any case, here is Nico "helping" cleaning. He has also taken to walking around the house with the broom... and the mop.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
stuffz
Happy Thursday to you all!! Hope it is a good one.
Not much new to report. With practice starting last week, things have been crazy. With practice starting that means that we leave Wakulla at 8-830 and are home between 9-930. Seems like it was so much easier last year... I'd get to practice and nurse Nico and he would nurse after practice we'd get in the car, come home and he'd go to bed... now its just crazy the amount of orchestration that goes into practice. Making sure I have lots of food to feed myself and Nico, so I dont get forced into making bad life choices with a stop at the new BK in C-Ville... and so that Nico doesnt really have to eat-eat when we get home... because usually he needs a bath.
Plus, there are workout bags and soccer bags, plus soccer gear (balls, pumps, pinnies, etc.) Thankfully, my desire to help our girls become mature responsible people by making them responsible for this stuff works out... sometimes they will take a bag of balls, the pinnies, etc. (Actually I think that they take the pinnies because they know that they may not get washed if they come home with us -sadface). It's pretty crazy.
Last night, Nico did something that was so absolutely adorable, it almost broke my heart. So... despite the advice of others, who said that we were setting us up for some throwdowns around this age, we have from day one rocked Nico to sleep. And because that usually meant sometimes dozing off in the act, Nico is mostly asleep by the time we put him into the crib. This is bad, according to all the baby lit... because it doesnt teach them to go into the crib on their own. It can sometimes be annoying, but I have found that now I am working and sometimes dont see him all day (like yesterday), it can be kind of nice.
Except, that he has gotten to be rather squirrely at night... fusses a lot. Cant get comfortable. Tosses and arches his back and is generally kind of annoying. But he is rubbing his eyes and his face, yawning. So you know he has to sleep. In any case, it has been a little bit of a challenge.
So last night, I get home late (he was with the sitter) and he is ready for bed. I go to start rocking him to sleep and he starts the routine again. I put him in the crib and try to think for a few minutes how I want this to go. He gets up and goes to look out the window...babbling. I kneeled next to the crib so that the top of the rail is about chest high. He comes over to me, puts his head on my chest, gives me a hug and lays himself down in the crib. He was pretty still. I put a blanket over him, and he kicked a foot for a few minutes while I patted his back. Then he was asleep. It brought tears to my eyes... like this kid is ready to grow up already.
And suddenly I realized that there would be a lot of moments like that... when he doesnt need to be walked to soccer practice anymore, and grabs his gear out to run down to the field "his own self". When he goes off to school and insists on being dropped off at parent drop off, running off to class like he'd be doing it his whole life.
It was very cool.
Not much new to report. With practice starting last week, things have been crazy. With practice starting that means that we leave Wakulla at 8-830 and are home between 9-930. Seems like it was so much easier last year... I'd get to practice and nurse Nico and he would nurse after practice we'd get in the car, come home and he'd go to bed... now its just crazy the amount of orchestration that goes into practice. Making sure I have lots of food to feed myself and Nico, so I dont get forced into making bad life choices with a stop at the new BK in C-Ville... and so that Nico doesnt really have to eat-eat when we get home... because usually he needs a bath.
Plus, there are workout bags and soccer bags, plus soccer gear (balls, pumps, pinnies, etc.) Thankfully, my desire to help our girls become mature responsible people by making them responsible for this stuff works out... sometimes they will take a bag of balls, the pinnies, etc. (Actually I think that they take the pinnies because they know that they may not get washed if they come home with us -sadface). It's pretty crazy.
Last night, Nico did something that was so absolutely adorable, it almost broke my heart. So... despite the advice of others, who said that we were setting us up for some throwdowns around this age, we have from day one rocked Nico to sleep. And because that usually meant sometimes dozing off in the act, Nico is mostly asleep by the time we put him into the crib. This is bad, according to all the baby lit... because it doesnt teach them to go into the crib on their own. It can sometimes be annoying, but I have found that now I am working and sometimes dont see him all day (like yesterday), it can be kind of nice.
Except, that he has gotten to be rather squirrely at night... fusses a lot. Cant get comfortable. Tosses and arches his back and is generally kind of annoying. But he is rubbing his eyes and his face, yawning. So you know he has to sleep. In any case, it has been a little bit of a challenge.
So last night, I get home late (he was with the sitter) and he is ready for bed. I go to start rocking him to sleep and he starts the routine again. I put him in the crib and try to think for a few minutes how I want this to go. He gets up and goes to look out the window...babbling. I kneeled next to the crib so that the top of the rail is about chest high. He comes over to me, puts his head on my chest, gives me a hug and lays himself down in the crib. He was pretty still. I put a blanket over him, and he kicked a foot for a few minutes while I patted his back. Then he was asleep. It brought tears to my eyes... like this kid is ready to grow up already.
And suddenly I realized that there would be a lot of moments like that... when he doesnt need to be walked to soccer practice anymore, and grabs his gear out to run down to the field "his own self". When he goes off to school and insists on being dropped off at parent drop off, running off to class like he'd be doing it his whole life.
It was very cool.
Monday, September 20, 2010
OFF. THE. CHAIN.
We had a great weekend!!
It didn't start off so hot, though. Nico and I were doing laundry in the laundry room when he face-planted on the floor, cutting his lip. I dont know what it is, but it seems like he is regressing with balance and walking... I thought he might have an ear infection (that can affect balance) but his ears dont seem to bother him. He also looks like he is getting a little thinner, so maybe he has just gone through a growth spurt. I don't know.
In any case, we went to the downtown get-down on Friday and had some delicious street food. Nico and I shared some fried oysters and fries (he likes them!) Then on Saturday we went down to Wakulla for practice. It was pretty warm out so we did a drive-by of Wakulla Springs, where the water was cold. Nice. I wasn't really swimming- mostly just hanging out with Nico. Given the hard time he has had with the walking, he lost his balance and ended up dunking himself under the water. He was in water that was about knee-deep for us, so he couldn't really touch the ground. I think he kind of scared himself- but he didnt cry. It was strange.
We went by the frozen yogurt place on Thomasville on the way home. BTW- does anyone else have these frozen yogurt places where it's all self-serve? Milka-what? Yeah... its pretty awesome. Tallahassee has two... For Nico and me, that usually means lots of fruit and a few white chocolate chips. We usually get one that is 60 percent fruit and the little Fruititarian gobbles it all up.
He is also going through a very independent streak. Like he wants to feed himself... which is great... unless your parents have just ordered a blueberry crepe breakfast at IHOP. Yeah... little homey was out of control on Sunday at breakfast. Didn't want to sit in the highchair... wanted to feed "his own self"... consequently, we made a huge mess... Yes... we were those people. Then he continued being a Beast for the rest of the day for Dave while I went to school and worked.
When I got home we went to get groceries, during which he was a peach... and we had dinner... during which he was fine. But then when it was time for bed.... OFF THE CHAIN. For real. WOULD. NOT. GO. TO SLEEP. What is strange is that he looked like he was tired... yawning... rubbing his eyes and he face... but just had a hard time getting comfortable and settling. Oh, and my unwillingness to do sleep training up to this point has bitten us in the butt... because guess who thinks its funny to get up and bounce in his crib when he is supposed to be sleeping? Yeah... at one point last night, I got so tired of trying to get him to go to sleep, I just put him in his crib and sat next to it...which he thought was good... for him to get up and start throwing all of the stuff out of the crib... and started bouncing in it. Sleep=FAIL!
However, that said, he has been staying asleep for most of the night lately... it's rare that he wakes up before 630...So... who knows? Maybe he's all weird because we started practice this week?
Speaking of which... if there are any people in the 850 that would like to have dinner with Nico and me, we are going down to El Jalisco's tonight for dinner in Crawfordville. The WHS girls soccer team is doing a fundraiser down there... so you should come... and have a burrito or a chimachanga or something... I promise that we will have lotz of Nico cutez!!
All for now. Have a wonderful day!!
It didn't start off so hot, though. Nico and I were doing laundry in the laundry room when he face-planted on the floor, cutting his lip. I dont know what it is, but it seems like he is regressing with balance and walking... I thought he might have an ear infection (that can affect balance) but his ears dont seem to bother him. He also looks like he is getting a little thinner, so maybe he has just gone through a growth spurt. I don't know.
In any case, we went to the downtown get-down on Friday and had some delicious street food. Nico and I shared some fried oysters and fries (he likes them!) Then on Saturday we went down to Wakulla for practice. It was pretty warm out so we did a drive-by of Wakulla Springs, where the water was cold. Nice. I wasn't really swimming- mostly just hanging out with Nico. Given the hard time he has had with the walking, he lost his balance and ended up dunking himself under the water. He was in water that was about knee-deep for us, so he couldn't really touch the ground. I think he kind of scared himself- but he didnt cry. It was strange.
We went by the frozen yogurt place on Thomasville on the way home. BTW- does anyone else have these frozen yogurt places where it's all self-serve? Milka-what? Yeah... its pretty awesome. Tallahassee has two... For Nico and me, that usually means lots of fruit and a few white chocolate chips. We usually get one that is 60 percent fruit and the little Fruititarian gobbles it all up.
He is also going through a very independent streak. Like he wants to feed himself... which is great... unless your parents have just ordered a blueberry crepe breakfast at IHOP. Yeah... little homey was out of control on Sunday at breakfast. Didn't want to sit in the highchair... wanted to feed "his own self"... consequently, we made a huge mess... Yes... we were those people. Then he continued being a Beast for the rest of the day for Dave while I went to school and worked.
When I got home we went to get groceries, during which he was a peach... and we had dinner... during which he was fine. But then when it was time for bed.... OFF THE CHAIN. For real. WOULD. NOT. GO. TO SLEEP. What is strange is that he looked like he was tired... yawning... rubbing his eyes and he face... but just had a hard time getting comfortable and settling. Oh, and my unwillingness to do sleep training up to this point has bitten us in the butt... because guess who thinks its funny to get up and bounce in his crib when he is supposed to be sleeping? Yeah... at one point last night, I got so tired of trying to get him to go to sleep, I just put him in his crib and sat next to it...which he thought was good... for him to get up and start throwing all of the stuff out of the crib... and started bouncing in it. Sleep=FAIL!
However, that said, he has been staying asleep for most of the night lately... it's rare that he wakes up before 630...So... who knows? Maybe he's all weird because we started practice this week?
Speaking of which... if there are any people in the 850 that would like to have dinner with Nico and me, we are going down to El Jalisco's tonight for dinner in Crawfordville. The WHS girls soccer team is doing a fundraiser down there... so you should come... and have a burrito or a chimachanga or something... I promise that we will have lotz of Nico cutez!!
All for now. Have a wonderful day!!
Friday, September 17, 2010
Copycat
Making like Nicole and posting a blog post of stuff I want...
I have been on a terrarium kick lately. For some reason I want one. This is the segment of the program where Dave tells me I am not allowed to buy anymore plants because I do a fine job killing the ones I have now. Sad face.
I do realize that I have a problem with bags. I am currently seeking therapy. Thanks.
So I am a little weird when it comes to fashion... there are somethings that I like thare are very hip and stylish, but I am always afraid of wearing them because I imagine the inner monologue of people who see me with said item. Like, "Someone needs to tell that one that she is too damn old to be wearing a miniskirt" or, "Someone tell Jessi that Hannah Montana called. She wants her style back." So my friend LH wears a lot of stuff like this... items that I find cool and that I would like to wear... but I probably ought to just wait for her to get them and admire her great taste. Henceforth:
I have been on a terrarium kick lately. For some reason I want one. This is the segment of the program where Dave tells me I am not allowed to buy anymore plants because I do a fine job killing the ones I have now. Sad face.
I had a really awesome one of these that had Van Gogh's Starry Night on it. It was in my pocket when I ate it on Bourbon Street in New Orleans after the Malawi dinner in 2008. No, I was not intoxicated, I hurt my ankle. It had to go to the great purse in the sky because it was broken.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
WOW...
Dave came back on Friday and we had a pretty laid back weekend. I managaed to finish a pair of shorts for Nico. This is the first garmet I have ever made him that didnt require me appliquing onto a onesie. He probably wont wear these shorts a lot since I sometimes have difficulty "following directions." They were pissy to make because of said difficulty. I found myself second guessing the instructions. I was like, "This does not look right... how can this be?" And finally at one point I said to myself, "What do these people know? This is the way it should go. " This is how I managed to sew the casing for the waist band on upside down. This necessitated me ripping out the seam and starting over. Then there was the fact that I got 1" wide elastic instead of 3/4" wide elastic (for the waist band). My mom said a easy fix was to just cut the casing a little wider... which I took to mean, cut an extra inch on each side... so needless to say, the waist band is a little weird. Which wouldnt bother me, except that I wouldn't let him wear these shorts with a onesie because they just look weird. But you live and learn, right?
It has been crazy. It started with Dave going to a conference in Orlando Wednesday of last week... when I went to pick Nico from school. they told me I had to keep him home on Thursday because he had a fever. So we stayed home on Thursday- hanging out. We didn't do much, except run some errands and hangout at the house. We went to the pool at Myers Park in the afternoon (that will teach them to kick my kid out of school!! I showed them!! We did some funs!! Thursday would have been a perfect day to set up Nico's baby pool, but apparently our back yard is a SWAMP and the misquitos are out of control sadface) .
On the upside, while Nico napped I started watching the TV show "Covert Affairs" about a girl who is in training for the CIA... and gets called up to do some work. It is made by the guys who did The Bourne trilogy... so its got some cool action sequences. But the show keeps harping on this relationship the girl had with a guy... I just want to stand up and tell every one involved to move on...what's more, is I am starting to get annoyed with Hollywood with the incredulity of it all. There were some redeeming qualities...Know that awesome chase scene from the end of Bourne 3 where he jumps off a roof into the window of a building below? That kind of action... so that is pretty cool.
Dave came back on Friday and we had a pretty laid back weekend. I managaed to finish a pair of shorts for Nico. This is the first garmet I have ever made him that didnt require me appliquing onto a onesie. He probably wont wear these shorts a lot since I sometimes have difficulty "following directions." They were pissy to make because of said difficulty. I found myself second guessing the instructions. I was like, "This does not look right... how can this be?" And finally at one point I said to myself, "What do these people know? This is the way it should go. " This is how I managed to sew the casing for the waist band on upside down. This necessitated me ripping out the seam and starting over. Then there was the fact that I got 1" wide elastic instead of 3/4" wide elastic (for the waist band). My mom said a easy fix was to just cut the casing a little wider... which I took to mean, cut an extra inch on each side... so needless to say, the waist band is a little weird. Which wouldnt bother me, except that I wouldn't let him wear these shorts with a onesie because they just look weird. But you live and learn, right?
In any case, Friday night, Nico and I went to see the UF-FSU soccer game. We had Panda Express (eat it, Nicole!!) and frozen yogurt for dinner. Nico was quite the ham at Panda Express... he kept turning around to talk to all the peoples!! And he ate most of my frozen yogurt (sad face).
In an unrelated matter, before Nico turned one, I was looking forward to turning his carseat around to face the front... I figured that it would be much more exciting for him to see what is going on. But then I started doing some research and have since renegged on that. Came across some scary stuff on the internet about "internal decapitations". And given that I have averaged I have been in 4 wrecks in the last 5 years (none of them my fault- I live in Tallahassee). I am a little gun shy at this point. Anyone have any thoughts?
We start preseason tonight... which is pretty great. The season is upon us. Again. This is always exciting, because we get the chance to see who is coming out, who is in shape, who has been working...
All for now!!
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
I Heart Three Day Weekends
You guys know that scene in just about any Disney film, where the protagonist, some lithe teenager with perfect features and dainty feet dances in the meadow with birds singing and butterflies alighting on her shoulders? I felt like that this weekend. For real...
So it started last week when a routine email to our department register person uncovered a slight, er... make that a WHAT THE HELL kind of problem. You see, the University requires that if you plan to graduate, that you not only register to graduate but hand in a bunch of paperwork... before the end of the second week of the semester. MILKA-WHAT? So, despite the fact that I have seen this email every semester for the last emails (the one that includes information on all the sh*t that needs to be done to graduate), guess who didn't think that applied to her this year? Yeah, that would be me. So, luckily, I was able to sneak onto campus on Friday and do said paperwork. Mostly it was just a form and a copy of my IRB re-up. So... I guess it has begun. I guess am going to be graduating this December? Weird... WHAT??
So, if that weren't weird enough, I submitted the dissertation to my committee. Yes, you did just read that right... TO THE COMMITTEE. Milka-what? Guess what? I am even asking them to pick out defense dates. WHAT? Yes, actual, bonafide defense dates. Where in, I go and present to them my research and attempt to convince them that it is time for them to let me go. Its not them, its me...
Or as someone posted on my facebook page:
Ha!!
So, I did that on Saturday morning, which meant that I was free for the whole weekend... mostly. I did have to do some school stuff... but for the most part, I had some funs this weekend with my favorite boys. And while it was great (we went to CrepeVine, we hung out at the house relaxing, etc.) I was looking forward to doing some writing and the next steps. They say that that when you are a researcher, you should always have three papers in progress... one where you are working on sorting the ideas out, figuring out uhow to do the data analysis, etc. another, which is where you are doing active writing and re-writing. And a third that is either under review or under revision. I realized that this is me right now... and that it would be great to have about 8-10 hours to tackle some of this...
So it started last week when a routine email to our department register person uncovered a slight, er... make that a WHAT THE HELL kind of problem. You see, the University requires that if you plan to graduate, that you not only register to graduate but hand in a bunch of paperwork... before the end of the second week of the semester. MILKA-WHAT? So, despite the fact that I have seen this email every semester for the last emails (the one that includes information on all the sh*t that needs to be done to graduate), guess who didn't think that applied to her this year? Yeah, that would be me. So, luckily, I was able to sneak onto campus on Friday and do said paperwork. Mostly it was just a form and a copy of my IRB re-up. So... I guess it has begun. I guess am going to be graduating this December? Weird... WHAT??
So, if that weren't weird enough, I submitted the dissertation to my committee. Yes, you did just read that right... TO THE COMMITTEE. Milka-what? Guess what? I am even asking them to pick out defense dates. WHAT? Yes, actual, bonafide defense dates. Where in, I go and present to them my research and attempt to convince them that it is time for them to let me go. Its not them, its me...
Or as someone posted on my facebook page:
So, I did that on Saturday morning, which meant that I was free for the whole weekend... mostly. I did have to do some school stuff... but for the most part, I had some funs this weekend with my favorite boys. And while it was great (we went to CrepeVine, we hung out at the house relaxing, etc.) I was looking forward to doing some writing and the next steps. They say that that when you are a researcher, you should always have three papers in progress... one where you are working on sorting the ideas out, figuring out uhow to do the data analysis, etc. another, which is where you are doing active writing and re-writing. And a third that is either under review or under revision. I realized that this is me right now... and that it would be great to have about 8-10 hours to tackle some of this...
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Copy McCopyson
You're gonna be jealous, you're gonna be jealous!!
Yeah... try not to cry about it. So my bag finally came in this week. I didn't realize it, but the etsy seller I did the alchemy request from, based in Canada. So it took forever and a day to get here. But its pretty awesome:
Of course, it is only meant to be used as a diaper bag, packed full of diapers, bottles, clothes, and the like. I have used it the last couple of days as a bag-bag, to carry my stuff to and fro from work.... its not really meant for this... because it is kind of floppy. And the strap could definitely be wider and padded, which would make it easier if you are carrying anything more than some diapers and a change of clothes in it. When my mom tells me that I ought to stop belly-achin' about it and just make my own bags, I dont think I can... mostly because they look usually look kind of complicated. But I could make this one. I'd have to make it so that its not so floppy (maybe use some type of interfacing??)
Yeah... try not to cry about it. So my bag finally came in this week. I didn't realize it, but the etsy seller I did the alchemy request from, based in Canada. So it took forever and a day to get here. But its pretty awesome:
Isn't she pretty? Doesnt she make you happy just looking at her? She has a ton of storage stuff... including a little pocket to put my cell phone in (so that it clips to the strap with those little white buttons you can see there... of course, I was a dumbass when I sent the girl the specs of my phone... becuase it was just that... just my phone, not the phone and its case... but live and learn, right? Right. I am very happy with the way it turned out.
So here is the thing that Nicole is probably going to steal.. its a baby foot!!
Just after Nico turned 1, Michaels was having a sale on art canvases... so I bought a couple. I got one of the small ones and painted it and made Nico do a foot print on it. I was thinking of a plaster paperweight that my mom has of one of JJ's hands that he made at preschool when he was like 4 or 5. I know she treasures it because its sooo small... and cute. So, I though it would be cool to have something like that from Nico. Plus, its an easy mother's day gift when he gets bigger... all he has to do is paint a canvas and make a print of his foot... Bam!! I would love it!!
I also got a biger canvas and painted it blue and did prints of our hands. But its not ready for the blog yet.
That is all. On a completely unrelated note... I am really loving etsy these days. Really. It really is the most useless website there is. Really...its all art, jewelry, not functional clothes, etc. Nothing that I really need. Just all stuff I WANT!!!!!! I am trying to think of something that I can get to commerate the PhD... something that will last... that I could have and think back to this chapter of my life closing... perhaps even something I could pass onto a kid... but I keep drawing blanks because I come across something like this:
Seriously, it took me longer to click on the item and purchase it than it did for me to decide I want it. Guess what? Nico doesn't spit up anymore!! We dont need burp cloths!! But I had to have them.... good thing I know people having babies. Lost my damn mind...
Okay... back on the grind. Have a good one...
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