Friday, October 16, 2009
So Harley walks now! Not a minute too soon. My older kids didn't walk til they were 15 months but Harley waited til he was 16 months! I'm so glad he's walking. I hated that his hands were always dirty and that I couldn't set him down in public because he'd crawl around all over the Swine Flu infested floors!!!
And he's talking a little. He says ball, bite, dee (drink), bird, brrr (when it's something cold), hot (for y'know...hot stuff) (and even when the oven isn't hot he still says it's hot. So cute!) and then he says, "dah" like 973 million times a day. I have NO IDEA what he's saying. He says it for everything other than the above mentioned words. It. Makes. Me. Crazy. And it's not just "dah". It's "dah?????". Everything he says is a question. (That part actually doesn't make me crazy. It's pretty cute.)
And one more fun little development for Harley is that he's decided to be done sleeping in his crib. Ya...he'll just go ahead and sleep with us now. He's always been a way light sleeper. His whole life. And we've always had to put him to sleep and then put him to bed but he's always stayed asleep while we laid him down. Not anymore. Now he wakes up right when we stand up and he FREAKS when we lay him in his bed. I had to make him cry for TWO HOURS the other day. I know we have to just let him cry and it'll be a rough week or so but I just don't have the energy to fight the fight right now.
So I laid down to take a nap the other day and woke up with pink eye. What the crap??? Ya, in like an hour I developed freakin' eye guts. I went to the urgent care and was so paranoid about getting Swine Flu I almost sent myself into hysterics!
Now Avery and Hayden have pink eye. Oops.
Girls' Weekend was so much fun! It meant a lot for us all to be together. We laughed our butts off and cried and got waxed (not our butts). We ate and hot-tubbed and ate. We rode the Alpine Slide or just stayed on the ski lift and went up and down the mountain. I really can't think of anyone I'd rather be with than my sisters and mom. We have such an incredible bond. I love those women so much.
I love my job.
I'm loving the new fall line-up of TV shows. I realize this just makes me sound really lazy but I am so that works out. My DVR is filling up and I LOVE IT!!! What's your favorite TV show? Have you guys seen the show "Community"? Or "Glee"? So. Freaking. Funny. Of course "The Office" is always a crowd pleaser. Anyway, I love TV.
I miss my dad.
I hate my dogs. Seriously. I'm so sick of them. I have a Yorkie and a mutt of a Schnauzer/Terrier mix. They bark. At everything. And their bark is enough to send me into homicidal rage. It's so embarrassing to have someone come to the door and have my dogs FREAK OUT and then run out the door the second I open it and jump on the person at the door. I don't mind that they bark when they hear noises outside. Especially at night. But I just want them to SHUT UP when I tell them to! And as if waking my baby with their bark wasn't bad enough now the Yorkie (Fluffy) (Hayden named her. Yes, I know it's a cat's name.) is in heat and the mutt (Rocky) was fixed as an infant TEN YEARS AGO but he still insists on grossing me out by trying to "get some" from her! Dude, you're just embarrassing yourself.
I guess that's about it for now. I'm sorry for being MIA on your blogs lately. Like I said, Harley makes it near impossible for me to get any blogging done. I'm gonna go stop by a few blogs right now though!!
Peace out, y'all!
Monday, October 5, 2009
We also saw baby tigers and the baby giraffe. Everything is cuter when it's in baby-form! Even mayonnaise jars.
Here's two of the cutest human babies looking at the baby elephant.
You can't really tell the tigers are babies until you see them next to their mama. It really was a fun day.
I'll be back on the blogging wagon soon. Thank you so, so, so much for all of your well-wishes. I just can't tell you enough how much each and every one of you means to me. Whether it's a random text or email telling me you're thinking of me or it's a potted plant or a lunch or a dinner or a visit, it has all been so appreciated. This is definitely the hardest thing I've ever been through. I'd take cancer over this any day. Not an hour goes by that I don't miss my dad. Not a day goes by that I don't cry at least once. The light inside of me has most certainly gone out. But I really do know that it will be lit again.
Girls' Weekend is in THREE DAYS!!!!! Yeeeee-Haaaaaw!!!!! I'm so excited I can hardly stand it. We're gong to Park City this year. And this is the first year our sisters-in-law are coming, so yay!! (They've always been invited, just haven't been able to make it.) Although our dad hasn't ever been at a Girls' Weekend, I think it'll mean more this year. The desire to be together is stronger than it's ever been. I look forward to laughing and playing with the women in my family.
Thanks, again, to all of you!