The Toddler is in the bathroom, singing to herself "Dora, Dora, Dora, the Explorer!" It's 8:00, one hour past her bedtime, and 45 minutes past my patience.
I think she's going to be a supreme teenager. She's already got the blank look down. I told her last time I went to check on her that it was time for bed, that she was done, and I got The Look. I now understand the parental sentence "I'm going to wipe that look off your face". I feel I am mere years away from "stop that or I will give you something to cry about" and "because I Said So."
April 25, 2007
April 21, 2007
Double Lapsed
Yeah. I ran out of steam pretty quickly. It's something I do -- take on projects and get all excited and make the project huge and then. Just. Stop.
The Toddler is now 3, and we are now in New York! We've just made ourselves pregnant, so I find myself thinking to blog again. I think this time I'll have to make a regular schedule, maybe with an alarm in my Palm Pilot to remind me to post.
So, into the breach!
The Toddler is now 3, and we are now in New York! We've just made ourselves pregnant, so I find myself thinking to blog again. I think this time I'll have to make a regular schedule, maybe with an alarm in my Palm Pilot to remind me to post.
So, into the breach!
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