Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Walking Turds*

The big news to share is Lucy took her first step. There are other things I'll discuss, like the turd I found today on my kitchen floor, but I'll stick with walking for now. Lucy took her first step yesterday at Grandma and Grandpa's house in Atlanta. And then today at home, she took 2 steps. At this rate, she'll be walking by Christmas. Perfect timing for the destruction of tree ornaments. It will be sad to see the crawling go, as Lucy has the most unique crawl of any child I've seen. It always makes people smile. Someday, when I'm feeling ambitious, I'll post a video of it. For right now, enjoy Grandma and her grandkids.

The Thanksgiving holiday (hold on, I'll get to the turds, be patient) was complete with more Lucy sicknesses and an expensive trip to CVS. We have new antibiotics, inhalers and new antihistamines to add to her medicine cabinet, but I think she is finally on the mend. I honestly think this poor child has had a recurring ear infection for months and I naively blamed her pain on teething. The guilt.

And finally, the T-U-R-D. Somehow, not one, but two turds found their way out of Lucy's diaper and onto my kitchen floor today. For all I know, there were more and Lucy gobbled them up thinking it was hamburger she threw on the floor! I am not prepared for this. And if you recall, our kitchen floor camouflages everything, so there may be more. I bought new diapers today, more expensive ones with turd flaps. I really hope they work. I never thought I'd be a person who'd have turds on my floor. My house is CLEAN. I don't do floor turds. I can handle poop, and puke and all that other baby stuff just fine. But random turds landing like land mines on my kitchen floor? Please, please, please don't let my child be one of those kids that rips off her diaper and 'plays' in her poop. Next to a child that doesn't sleep (got that), my biggest fear is a poop player.

*This post is a pre-dedication to the much anticipated potty mouth phase.

JUST IN! I took the time (5 whole minutes) to post a video. Here is Lucy today, Wednesday, walking for the first time behind one of her carts.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Gallons of Motrin

Teething, teething, like 4 molars teething AND a DOUBLE EAR INFECTION. Poor lil Luce. I need some drinksssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.

Monday, November 13, 2006


Seems it's been more than 2 weeks since my last pathetic post, which was basically just a picture. I've been busy doing 'consulting' work and traveling back and forth to Atlanta to visit my family. My last gig involved planning an event for a non profit organization I worked for several years ago. The keynote speaker was none other than Al Franken, a fact I think drove my parents almost over the Republican edge (conveniently located in North Fulton County, GA). To my defense, I did not line up Mr. Franken, that was done before my arrival. I just got to work with 'his peeeps'. Unfortunately, I did not have the forethought to take a photo with Al. But, my friend Amy did! When she updates her blog with photos, I'll include the link (for those that care, and interested in reading a much more entertaining blog than mine).

Lucy, oh yeah, her, how could I forget! Still not walking yet, but thinks about it once in awhile when she's not pushing every button she can find in the house. We bought Lucy her first laptop, which is basically a toy that has lots of buttons.

As you can deduct, Lucy LOVES buttons. The phone is especially tempting.

If you ask her what an owl says, she'll give you a big Whoooooooooo. If you ask her what a dog says, she'll give you an equally enthusiastic, whoooooooooooo. She'll finish Old Mac Donald Had A Farm with an Eeeee, Eyeeeee, Eeeee, Eyeeeee...but she hasn't mastered that last ooooooooooooooooh. I think she calls me, mom, Mimi. And she finally (finally) will wave bye-bye, sometimes. I always feel like such a failure when the ladies at the grocery store wave bye to her and she stares them down. They always ask her age, and then finish their own question with something like 8 months?

No lady, she's 14 months!

She just doesn't feel like waving bye-bye right now.