Everyday Adventures

Thus my adventure begins, a journey into the challenges of motherhood! CAST: WACKY HUSBAND ~ A man that I have to *page* before I get an answer to my questions when he's reading, which is all the time. KID ~ aka "Boogers", a nickname that drives Grandma insane. But to the point 'ya know?' SASHA ~ HUGE, throwback pomeranian who didn't turn out to be cute and fluffy like I wanted. Sometimes known to be housetrained. INLAW GRANDPARENTS ~ Not evil yet, but that may change.

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Location: Aldergrove, Canada

Thirty something woman with one husband, two kids and a variety of wildlife living under one roof.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Hello, It's Been Awhile.

It has been awhile since I have managed to claim some time to myself for posting in my journal, etc. After the trip to Clinton for an SCA event my house has spiralled downwards into an mess. A mess that has taken almost a week to clean up. The amount of garb that I have had to clean broaches insanity. However, I have finally conquered all the laundry, and all the fussy to clean garb has been packed up til the next event. Which is just around the corner. Lucky me.

Cao has finally explored the concept of walking and has decided that crawling is no longer for him. Now he toddles around at a drunken tilt.....which on occassion has been at alarming speeds, much to the dismay of the cats. Nothing is safe, not even the kitchen table....as he has discovered how to pull himself up onto a chair with pudgy baby fingers straining like a rockclimber. He has also figured out how to pull off his diaper and poo paint. A stunt that he pulled off in the wee hours of a sunday morning...with father in bed sound asleep and myself asleep downstairs away from the baby squeals. When my husband woke up, he freaked out and ran downstairs to drag a bedraggled, sleep deprived woman from under the covers to witness the horror. I still gag just thinking about the amount of fecal matter we had to scrap off the nooks and crannies of his crib. It took a long time for us to air out the room. Least the munchkin was easier to clean....two baths later.

As for the rest of my life currently? Meh, I survive.

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