Tuesday, August 21, 2007

In the toilet

Bubbie was innocently playing with G's name tag from work the other day. He has the kind that is on one of those retractable cords. Bubbie loves to pull it out and let it go. I really didn't think much of it.

So there he was merrily running around playing with daddy's name tag, and being quite no less. Then I realized it was just a little to quite. I look out from the kitchen, no Bub's. I notice the bathroom door open.

That the other new skill he has acquired. My in-laws have those lever handles on the door, he figured them out in no time.

I digress.

I realize that he is in the bathroom and make a beeline for him. Just as I turn into the bathroom he lets go of daddy's name time right into the toilet. As I reach in to retrieve it, I realize that not only is it daddy's name tag but daddy's thumb drive from work.

Now I panic.

Good thing G was home. I told him right away. He was not at all upset. He did have 4G of info on the drive, but he didn't break a sweat. He was able to retrieve all the data and dry it out.

When we move into the new house I am seriously going to invest in all kinds locks (toilet, door, cabinet, drawers etc!).

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Good Morning!

I was just over at Mommy Vents and read her Fun Friday post. I love the idea of only blogging fun, happy things on Friday.

One of my favorite things to experience is the look on Bubbie's face when we gently wake him in the morning. We quietly call his name as he stirs from the depths of slumber. He is disoriented as he pulls up to stand in the crib, he looks like a lost puppy.

Then the realization of who we are sets in and he spits out he Binkie and a huge grin appears. He puts out his arms in the universal fashion for "pick me up now". When we pick him up he lays his head on your shoulder and snuggles.

It doesn't last long because as soon as he is fully awake he is raring to go. You see I have a spitfire on my hands, the toddler that never stops. So the few moment of quiet snuggling and morning grins means the world to me. If I could just bottle it I would.

Cheese with that?

"Would you like cheese with that?"

Sound like a simple, easy question doesn't it? Not when it come to my dear husband.

I heard somewhere that it take an "average" person a few seconds to process a question and answer back. Well G is not average. You ask a simple question like, "would you like cheese with that?" and it takes him all day to answer you. It's not like I am asking him if he would donate a kidney, just if he wants cheese on his sandwich.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Wordless Wednesday

I can't believe I remembered it was Wordless Wednesday, I always forget.

Just in on the fun over at Wordless Wednesday.


Paying attention to the details are important to me. Even before I had Bubbie I like to know all the details about an upcoming event. I like to plan accordingly and be on time and in the right place. Since having a baby that has become even more important or I would never get anything done or make it anywhere.

My husband on the other hand feels that details are for the birds. You should go through life just winging it. I guess it true what they say about opposites attracting.

We were invited to a wedding in which G was the best man. He also was staying with said couple while working at his previous job. He was with them for the past 5 months, he started a new job the week before they married. That being said you would think he would know some of the "details" about the wedding.

I'm not asking for much, just when, where and what time.

Now I know what your thinking....what about the invitation? They sent it to him at their address since he was staying there. Please do not ask, I still don't get it. Non the less I would even talk with him on the phone while he was in the same house with them and still not get a straight answer.

He even rode a train to work everyday with the groom and still I couldn't get him to give me the exact places and times. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO frustrating.

So when the big day came I ended up being 2 hours late for the reception because I told my MIL it would be OK for her not to cancel her 3:30 appointment. I was under the impression that the reception did not start till after 4 anyway (Got that from G, "after 4" was what I was told). Not much detail going on.

Here's the real details: Wedding 1:00 pm, Reception 3:00 pm

So I show up to the reception and upset. To top it all off, my husband was sitting with the bride and groom at a small table. I was seated at a table full of people I didn't know. There was another table of people I did know on the other side of the room, but I was not placed there. My husband knew I was going to be late and when I got there had no idea where I was to sit. He didn't even make and attempt before I got there to find my seat for me.

Let just say, I had a huge minor fit.

A lot of this could have been avoided if I was provide with the most minor of details.

And as always G still doesn't see what the big deal was. ARGHHHHHHHH!

Monday, August 13, 2007

It's been a while.

I definitely am having blogging withdrawal. It has been a few weeks since I have blogged, let alone read any.

I thought when I went out of town on Business I would have tons of quite blogging time. Wrong!

I went out of town and got stuck each evening going to dinner with the rest of my team. Now don't get me wrong I enjoyed eating with the group. I enjoyed not having to fight a one year old to eat, I enjoyed the food (it was hot).

I just thought we would get back in time for me to have a couple of hours of free time. Not!

I terribly missed Bubbie while I was gone. Cried the moment the plane landed and realized I couldn't kiss him goodnight. Couldn't sleep, woke up to check on him and realized he wasn't there.

When I got home he had grown attached to G. That lasted all of two hours after he realized I was staying. He looked like a little boy when I got back, I was like "what did you do with my baby?".

He recently started to carry things around. It gosh awful cute to see him running around carrying his Buzz Lightyear doll "action figure". Right before my eyes he is turning in to a full fledge Toddler.

On the home front: we are still looking for a house, still with the In-laws, still living out of a suitcase (arghhhhh). We have some prospects in mind and I hope that it will not be long. I long for a home of my own. I never cared much about closets or dressers, but since I haven't had either in over 5 1/2 months now I realize I took them for granted. It so frustrating when G asks me to put something away and I have no place to put it.

Thursday, August 2, 2007

Happy Birthday Bubbie!

Here is Bubbie on his first birthday. Pop Pop made his cake, vanilla cake with a raspberry filling and butter cream frosting. It was like eating the best Krimpets® ever. As you can see Bubbie loved it.

The next day the whole crew loaded up and took a day trip to The Please Touch Museum.

He loved it and was completely worn out by the end of the day! I will definitely be taking him back.

The best gift he got for his Birthday was his Dad being home with us for good. Now we are trying to find a house for us all.

House hunting takes sooooo much time. I hope to find one soon so we can settle down in one spot.

Wish me luck!