My Everyday Life

Rainy morning turned into a nice afternoon and J was dying to go outside so we went to the park. Not much else to report.

We walked over to some baseball fields by my house.   When we got there, there were 3 groundhogs roaming the field.  Two of them fled before Bauer even noticed them.  But this guy remained stubbornly in the middle of the field.  Now, to be honest, I enjoy watching Bauer chase after animals but only because I know he’s too slow to ever catch any of them.  So I kind of directed Bauer towards this little guy.   I immediately regretted it once I noticed that when Bauer finally saw him, he didn’t run away like the other two did.   Then when we got closer I realized why.  He was a mangled, old, injured little groundhog.  I felt terrible that Bauer was terrorizing the poor  little guy, but was also impressed by his scrappiness – lots of flailing arms and clicking teeth and hissing at Bauer.  Bauer was so curious he wouldn’t leave the poor thing alone.  So I had to leash him up, which ended Bauer’s reign of terror for the day.

I love me some baby snuggles.  Enjoying some quiet time with R.

You never know if J is going to want Mama or Dada to feed him his morning bottle of milk (yes, he’s 2 and still having a bottle, bad parents, we know).  Sometimes even J doesn’t know.  He’ll change his mind numerous times in the short trip from his room to the family room.  On this particular morning, he went right down to the wire with Mama and then after Dada was already sitting and feeding R his bottle the J pulled a switch and wanted Dada.  So Dada was on double bottle duty.

Today was the first time that J sat for his haircut without crying and without me having to constantly pop m&m’s in his mouth to keep the tears and freaking out under control.  He just sat there and ate two grape lollipops like it was nothing.  It was a proud moment for me, but also a little sad not to feel “needed” anymore. (excuse the low quality iPhone pics)

Apparently, I spoke too soon.  I promised he could ride the carousel since he was so brave.  The minute the ride started moving the tears and freaking out started until I let him hold my hand.  Double bonus, I got some exercise walking around and around and around and around and around … the carousel while he held onto my hand for dear life.

I once stumbled across the perfect bubble sauce.  When you blew into the little wand thingie you got loads and loads of bubbles.  All the bubbles we’ve had lately suck.  You get like 2 bubbles for every time you blow into the wand.  So, needless to say, J lost interest in the bubbles pretty quickly.  Gotta search out some better bubbles.  So here’s J and his one lonely bubble.