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I always read other blogs and I am like, man I wish I blogged more…and took more pictures. Or had good quotes to share. Or read good books to get good quotes to share. And took good pictures with my real camera. Darn me. Seriously, I don’t say that ironically, I say that with complete yearning.

Anyway, here’s some of the thangs going on these days:

1. Multiple trips to the doctor’s office by multiple members of the family (see picture below)

doctor office picture

2. Climbing baby

3. Cut open lip

4. Ear infection (See #1)

5. Shingles (See #1)

6. Boston

7. Cold (See #1)

8. Potential pink eye (See #1)

9. No A/C

But here’s to brownies and milk on the couch with a Scrubs marathon after going to soothe my son for the third time and knowing that tomorrow I will go to the doctor for the fourth time this month.

In other news, today is the 50th anniversary of Martin Luther King’s “I have a dream speech” and his march on Washington. I talked to Em about it at bedtime and he was all like “Yea?” (This is how he responds to everything these days – cows, flowers, the dog) but I could tell he was very intrigued by this topic. I was like “Em, there was a man who had a dream and he told people about that dream and we are still trying to make that dream happen and he went all the way to Washington, DC to talk about this dream.” And Emerson said “Yea?” and he pointed to Alan, his fox stuffed animal. And I said “Yea, he wanted people of different races and socio-economic classes to be equal.” And Emerson said “Yea?” And I said, “Yea, and Emerson, I hope our family can keep working on that dream too because that guy was pretty rad. And I hope we can love people who look different than us an people build their family different and people who do different things than us.” And he of course said “Yea.” ┬áSo I feel like he got it.

Here is me and Em on our morning hang out before daycare and work. Clearly neither of us understand where the little picture taker is on my phone. This is post ear infection and pre pink eye and mid shingles but pre painful want to die because it feels like someone is continually stabbing me and we just have to sit still in the air conditioned car shingles.


Here’s to you August!

OK I have officially transitioned into a blog that only talks about my kid…sigh. I have a few drafts of things I have been meaning to publish but then I start thinking that I don’t want to stand on a soap box in the blogger world and I don’t. I like other blogs – I like it when people stand on their soapbox or sandbox or any other type of box. Sigh… So much going on in my brain. The other day G said to me that it must be so hard to be in my head. IT IS G. IT IS! Why can’t I just think about food or grass growing…I think of BOTH of those things PLUS a million other things while analyzing a million other things. UGHHH stupid brain.

Well this is a month late. As my kid is 13 months but whatevs. I’ll do a 13 month one in a few weeks.

This is at the Waffle House birthday celebration. All birthdays should be celebrated with cheese ‘n eggs. Seriously, how do they make those so dang good. We LOVE Waffle House! Is it sad that the people at Waffle House know us by name? Fatties.

waffle house

So here we go.

  1. You no longer walk places. You just run.
  2. You know what you aren’t supposed to do. Climb the stairs, throw food and smack mom. Before you do any of those things you look at me to make sure we are paying attention and if we say no you drop your chin and just cry. Welcome to the world of having a toddler.
  3. We went to the beach and you just ran to it like it was an old friend. I think you would have never stopped if the waves didn’t know you over.
  4. We stayed in the ocean until you would fall asleep in your floaty. Then we tried to take you home to nap and you just wailed. It’s like we were taking you away from a piece of you.
  5. You have become a picky eater. I am not sure how that happened – you would eat anything mashed up but now that it is a piece of broccoli it ends up on the floor.
  6. You just cry when I drop you off at daycare. When I try and let you go you get kung foo grip.
  7. You NEVER sit in one place. Sitting never happens. It is go go go and then sleep.
  8. At dinner when Greg and I are talking about our day you just chat away in your own language.
  9. When dad mows you just run to every window to watch him or catch a glimpse of him. If you hear anyone else mowing their lawn you just start screaming “da da” and have to see that person.
  10. You weren’t too interested in your smash cake. Maybe it was the blue icing.
  11. At your birthday party you were interested in holding the hose than actually playing in the actual water.
  12. You love the pool. You don’t even know you can’t swim. We have spent almost every day at the pool this summer. You are diving into the pool, the baby pool, the lake or just diving down the stair. Sigh.

Happy birthday sweet boy. You are our wild wild sunshine!