I'm fucking LIVID. fucking idiots who aren't parents giving my child a fruit drink that they forgot had JD in it. "Oh, it wasn't that much...." meaning not much JD in the gallon-sized container of blueberries and mangoes. And we find out later that there were FIVE SHOTS of JD, which may not seem like a lot to a grown woman, but when you're 26 ( Read more... )

So far, it's not as bad as I anticipated. Then again, optimystik is still at home. I'm trying not to be resentful that his company doesn't top up parental leave. He's using his paid vacation to stay at home. I've had to remind him that he's using vacation but this is not a vacation. I hope that it helps him feel less shitty about not getting a vacation ( Read more... )

Him: Look! Look!
Me: What is it? A giant booger?
Him: Yeah.
Me: What are you going to do with it?
(He eats it.)
Me: What do you think?
Him: Crunchy.

lolz&*sigh*

the boy is getting to know the muppets. he LOVES mahna mahna. just LOVES IT. And the muppets bohemian rhapsody, which is what started it all. and Beaker. I now know more names of more muppets than I have ever known before (Zoot? that's the saxophonist in The Electric Mayhem. who knew? I didn't, but I do now ( Read more... )

I seem to have a cold. The Smallest had something earlier this week, and it was very cold-like, but he's had the same sort of symptoms from teething (runny nose and fever). And he IS teething (damned molars ( Read more... )

The Smallest went to sleep late at 11:45 ( Read more... )

Lying in bed this morning, he notices the boxes we have on the shelves across the room and starts counting them.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13... after 13... ... ... 19!

The plan was to head down to Cherry Beach for promise, a electronica event, running from 3-11 today. We went once last summer and had a fantastic time, so we thought we'd try it out again. The Smallest had a pair of toddler-sized, sound-muffling headphones borrowed from my friend. No need to worry about the bass killing his ear drums and giving him ( Read more... )

N and I went to Dark Rave last night. This marked my first club outing since getting pregnant in late 2006. I never felt I could leave the boy for long enough to make a club night viable, since he needed to nurse every two hours at night until recently. Lately, he's been nursing every 3-4 hours, and the previous night, he didn't nurse at all for 6 ( Read more... )

of Raising My Boychick and have come across a fabulous post (no doubt, one of MANY). This one is On Feminism and Male Bashing.

I am particularly enamoured with her response to this comment: "Thus my daughter has the puppy and zebra costumes as well as the cute dresses. It's all about "and" rather than "or". :)"

Response:I guess my response to ( Read more... )