Neato
So my Uncle got my HalloQween domain back for me today. WHEW! Won't let that expire again, I hope anyway.
I wrote to my art teacher again. I have been enjoying writing to my old classmates and teacher. It has made me feel stimulated like a person and not just a mommy. Although, I am starting to branch out and talk to other parents I am meeting at the playground. I am almost tempted to ask one Daddy I see all the time with his little boy if they would be interested in a playdate at our house. He seems very nice and Cole has asked to have this little boy come play at our house 4 times this week. He has brought his name up several more times than that, and even said he was Jayden one day. So if he is impersonating him, he is IN. We haven't run into them this week though, so I'm waiting to see them again.
I initiated a conversation with some parents I ran into Target today that I saw only once at the playground. They have a baby a month younger than Nathan. For some reason they left an impression on me. They are a bit older, and I think "in the industry" down here. They were telling me a story and bbDavid's mom had to chime in and try to name drop that her husband worked on the 3rd Pirates. They didn't even blink at what she said and all I wanted to do was have a "That 70's Show" moment and yell out, "BURN!!". Hee hee! Maybe that was one of the reasons they stood out to me. And their kids had unique names.
Whatever, I'm trying not to fall into myself too much and prepare for when (and IF at the rate I'm going) Cole goes to Preschool and I have to deal with other parents. It's still a money issue right now. But boy, is he ready! He is mimicking all kinds of stuff of Sesame Street now. He brushes his teeth 3-4 times a day because of the show. I really want to walk him over to our dentists office to introduce him in a casual way and make him open his mouth to break the ice. I just keep forgetting, but now would be the time since he is into it so much!
Ok, quite a pointless ramble. I could keep going, but I don't want to put anyone to sleep if someone is actually reading my entries lately. Sometimes I wish there was a thing that said if anyone came to visit, comment or not. I must be lonely if I'm looking for comments! This is why I need to make friends with parents, I guess! But at least ones I'm choosing and not being forced into like bbDavid's mom.
Oh, and another rambling side note, just because I can, Cole nailed his junk on the corner of the coffee table for the first time. Well, not dead on, but pretty darn close to leave a mark! And all I can wonder is, how the hell do I make those parts feel better if he injures himself there??? I'm not a boy! I can't hold it or kiss it better without feeling like a fricken molester! I hope I just won't have to go there at any point. Or having it get caught in a zipper. For either of my boys...My chances are doubled now! Oh man...this is getting icky!
Time for bed.
I wrote to my art teacher again. I have been enjoying writing to my old classmates and teacher. It has made me feel stimulated like a person and not just a mommy. Although, I am starting to branch out and talk to other parents I am meeting at the playground. I am almost tempted to ask one Daddy I see all the time with his little boy if they would be interested in a playdate at our house. He seems very nice and Cole has asked to have this little boy come play at our house 4 times this week. He has brought his name up several more times than that, and even said he was Jayden one day. So if he is impersonating him, he is IN. We haven't run into them this week though, so I'm waiting to see them again.
I initiated a conversation with some parents I ran into Target today that I saw only once at the playground. They have a baby a month younger than Nathan. For some reason they left an impression on me. They are a bit older, and I think "in the industry" down here. They were telling me a story and bbDavid's mom had to chime in and try to name drop that her husband worked on the 3rd Pirates. They didn't even blink at what she said and all I wanted to do was have a "That 70's Show" moment and yell out, "BURN!!". Hee hee! Maybe that was one of the reasons they stood out to me. And their kids had unique names.
Whatever, I'm trying not to fall into myself too much and prepare for when (and IF at the rate I'm going) Cole goes to Preschool and I have to deal with other parents. It's still a money issue right now. But boy, is he ready! He is mimicking all kinds of stuff of Sesame Street now. He brushes his teeth 3-4 times a day because of the show. I really want to walk him over to our dentists office to introduce him in a casual way and make him open his mouth to break the ice. I just keep forgetting, but now would be the time since he is into it so much!
Ok, quite a pointless ramble. I could keep going, but I don't want to put anyone to sleep if someone is actually reading my entries lately. Sometimes I wish there was a thing that said if anyone came to visit, comment or not. I must be lonely if I'm looking for comments! This is why I need to make friends with parents, I guess! But at least ones I'm choosing and not being forced into like bbDavid's mom.
Oh, and another rambling side note, just because I can, Cole nailed his junk on the corner of the coffee table for the first time. Well, not dead on, but pretty darn close to leave a mark! And all I can wonder is, how the hell do I make those parts feel better if he injures himself there??? I'm not a boy! I can't hold it or kiss it better without feeling like a fricken molester! I hope I just won't have to go there at any point. Or having it get caught in a zipper. For either of my boys...My chances are doubled now! Oh man...this is getting icky!
Time for bed.