Girl Chaser

Today my son was chasing a little girl around our house, trying to tickle her.

It was cute until he nearly shoved her right into the stair steps.

(At this rate, this kid will break more than just hearts!)

Foul-Mouthed

Son, pointing to the dog on his shirt: Cock!
Me: That's a dog.
Son: Cock!
Me: D-uh, d-oooog.
Son: C-uh, c-oooock!
Me: (sigh)

Depeche Mode Will Never Be the Same

I admit that I'm one of those people who like to warble loudly in their cars. I'm no singer, I'm fully aware of that, which is why I only do it in my car.

I was wailing along to Depeche Mode's A Question of Lust, getting into it as I normally do, when the line "kiss me goodbye when I'm on my own," came up. My son, hearing "goodbye," promptly responded with his usual "BYYEEEEEE!!!"

My OCD Toddler

Even though it's been going on for a couple of months now, I still stand back in slight bewilderment at my son's NEED to close every single door he sees. He's already locked the cat up in our bedroom once or twice, and he's even locked himself inside the bathroom with no lights on – sometimes he cries, sometimes I can hear him babbling to himself and tinkering about in the dark.

I should also mention that apart from closet doors, I prefer that room and bathroom doors remain open! I'll toss this into the "I swear my kid's the total opposite of me" pile.

Oh, the NOISE

My son has stolen a small spoon from the (clean) dishwasher and has discovered that it makes a WONDERFUL noise when struck against the metal baby proofing gates.

Today has been hellish. I need a freakin' drink.

At Least This Part is Easy

For all the headaches I get from my kid, I am quite thankful that he can usually go to sleep on his own and stay there until morning. (Granted, some mornings mean 5 or 6 AM, but still.)

Body Armor

With my son being the crazy hyperactive kid that he is, I often find myself saying that I need body armor to protect myself from his flailing limbs (including the occasional head-butt that sometimes results in bloody lips).

After reading this, I'm convinced someone should start making and marketing the stuff. Moms like us need protection too!

Simple Abundances

It was raining when I awoke this morning. I love morning rain and the cool breeze it brings. Next to me was the baby, quietly drifting in and out of sleep. And at the other end of the bed was my husband, whom I haven't seen much of the past few months due to a crazy work schedule that keeps him away from home.

Life as a new mother gets pretty crazy (especially now that he's mobile), but moments like this morning make everything worth it.

Our Lazy Saturday

Having a lazy Saturday afternoon at home.

After breakfast and his morning nap (gee, all 30 minutes of it), I took E for our regular Saturday morning trip to the farmers' market in Irvine. He still has a lot of food in the freezer, but it's like gas in my car: at some point I like to refill before the idiot light comes on. We just picked up some peaches, pears, apples, sweet potatoes, and some vegan dinner rolls.

Afterwards, we went over to the courtyard so I could get my usual order of crispy tofu and boba tea while E had his lunchtime bottle. I gave E some Cheerios to play with while I ate, but somehow felt compelled to give him some of my white rice. He had a few bites which I fed using my chopsticks. Some other mom was giving me a weird look while I was doing this. It's not unusual for moms to feed their kids using the same utensils, right? I mean, I'm with my son ALL THE FREAKIN' TIME so whatever germs I have, he's likely gonna have. (And it's not like he hasn't tried to stick his hand in my mouth/nose after he's been chewing on his fingers.) Meh.

We walked around for a while after eating, and I saw that Jamie Lee Curtis was going to be at the children's bookstore for a signing. I got excited, but it wasn't for a few more hours and I needed to bring E home for his afternoon nap. He zonked out on the drive home, so once we got there I dropped everything on the kitchen counter and carried him up to our bed. He woke up for a bit, but we both ended up passing out and napping for a good hour.

Now the baby's getting some floor time and every few minutes I'm wrangling him away from something he shouldn't be grabbing/putting his mouth on. I think maybe I'll take him outside for a little stroll (depending on how hot it is) before we start winding down for the day.