So, it's been a while. Sorry.
Ziva is still pretty darn awesome. She's has the worst yeasty diaper rash ever. She's teething (a molar?!) so she's super drooly and so every time we think the rash is getting better, she poops, and all hell breaks loose. It's lovely. She currently has a rotation of nystatin, a bacterial cream, calmoseptine (used for bed sores), and desitin ultra max. We've changed diapers, giving tons of oatmeal baths and lots of naked baby play time (knock wood no poops on the floor... yet). We're on day 12. Poor poor kid. Once a diaper change is over, you wouldn't even know since she's just super happy.
We went to Mystic, CT last week for a very relaxing vacation. Went to see the old town, submarine museum, aquarium, and to Mystic Seaport. Went in the pool - Ziva was all "what is this?? a giant bath tub?? I LOVE IT!". Ate Thai, Lebanese, burgers, and ice cream. Fun family vacation and super relaxing because we were there for 4.5 days and that's all we did. It was nice but now I want to go away again. Isn't that always the way it is?
Work has the usual drama, as always. Two people have looked at our house. One didn't like it because we own cats and the other liked a condo that was $50,000 cheaper but has no money to put down on a house so pretty much they're just wasting everyone's time. We think we're just going to leave it on the market through the summer and then move on with our lives - i.e. redo the downstairs bathroom and reorganize and give a lot of stuff away. One day we'll move.. maybe now.. maybe in like 8 years.
Pictures!
Is this not the cutest tush and bathing suit ever?
Swinging on the beach - a perk of living on Long Island
Ziva and Cooper playing, as usual
Making a rotten face because she just broke my necklace and then crawled into daddy's lap as he tried fixing it for me.