Things have been crazy busy lately, at work and personally. Ragsy has again stopped sleeping through the night, too, which has made for delightful mornings. I wish he'd stay in bed. As funny as it may sound, fishing him out of laundry baskets filled with clean laundry is really not as exciting as one might think at 1:30 a.m.
Apparently he fell into my husband's clean laundry the other night while trying to make it to my side of the bed. I was woken to, "I'm trapped, Mommy! I'm trapped!" Okay, I lied - it was hilarious, even at 1:30 a.m. Well, I'm off - it's almost 9, Ragsy has yet to stop singing to himself in his bedroom. I'm assuming it's not going to stop anytime soon, so I might as well try to work out instead of waiting for him to wind down.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
I'm a big princess.
Or at least my son is when he wears my hair clip. I am the big mama princess, he's the big boy princess and my husband is a big daddy princess. And our fearless steeds are our cats. Did I mention it was a good weekend?
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Aquacize!
I never realized how much of a workout it was to teach a little kid to swim. This explains why I used to be so exhausted after Ragsy's swim lessons when he was a baby. But he's gotten heavier, so I feel like I've been lifting weights.
As you've probably realized, I took Ragsy to the pool today. It was a ton of fun, but he's much, much larger than he was last year (around 36 to 37 pounds I think), so holding him horizontal in the water while running up and down the lanes resulted in sore biceps, a sore core, achy butt and sore thighs. I'm glad I went and want to go again next weekend. It was a better, more difficult workout than the last time I lifted weights. (Then again, that probably means I'm lifting wrong.)
But he loved it and he kicked really well. So far, we've just barely gotten beyond the around-the-neck death grip and moved on to floating, kicking legs with the occasional right-handed splash. I asked him if he'd prefer to do something else, but he was bound and determined to go swimming, so we went. The better to wipe him out, my dear. And the exercise isn't hurting either of us.
Even better, afterward we were done, he used the potty - at the Y! This was absurdly exciting to both of us, almost as exciting as his pooping in the potty was yesterday afternoon. I think something has clicked. All of a sudden this week he's telling us when he has to go and actually going instead of using it as a stalling technique to avoid going to sleep. Hopefully it won't be too much longer before we're out of the diapers during the day.
Later today, we'll be working in the yard, getting a haircut and going to the store, possibly with an ice cream trip thrown in. We rarely bribe Ragsy, but I think it'll be worth it for the haircut. Gotta choose your bribes carefully. Thank God he's totally susceptable to them.
As you've probably realized, I took Ragsy to the pool today. It was a ton of fun, but he's much, much larger than he was last year (around 36 to 37 pounds I think), so holding him horizontal in the water while running up and down the lanes resulted in sore biceps, a sore core, achy butt and sore thighs. I'm glad I went and want to go again next weekend. It was a better, more difficult workout than the last time I lifted weights. (Then again, that probably means I'm lifting wrong.)
But he loved it and he kicked really well. So far, we've just barely gotten beyond the around-the-neck death grip and moved on to floating, kicking legs with the occasional right-handed splash. I asked him if he'd prefer to do something else, but he was bound and determined to go swimming, so we went. The better to wipe him out, my dear. And the exercise isn't hurting either of us.
Even better, afterward we were done, he used the potty - at the Y! This was absurdly exciting to both of us, almost as exciting as his pooping in the potty was yesterday afternoon. I think something has clicked. All of a sudden this week he's telling us when he has to go and actually going instead of using it as a stalling technique to avoid going to sleep. Hopefully it won't be too much longer before we're out of the diapers during the day.
Later today, we'll be working in the yard, getting a haircut and going to the store, possibly with an ice cream trip thrown in. We rarely bribe Ragsy, but I think it'll be worth it for the haircut. Gotta choose your bribes carefully. Thank God he's totally susceptable to them.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Time to dig up the garden.
This is the perfect weekend to plant my starter seeds and dig up the backyard again. This time I'm going to have a larger veggie bed. I think I might do raised beds this year. I'm definitely going to trellis. So, tomorrow I need to:
Get a hummus and manure mix
Pick up either a few 2 x 4s or some rocks to go around the perimeter (probably not terribly necessary, but I want to clearly mark the beds)
Dig up the beds I want
Turn over the soil and mix the hummus and manure in, along with any extra leaves I want to use (we were lazy this fall, so we have plenty
Plant the starters
Cut down the remaining grasses in the front yard
I can't wait. I'm sure Ragsy will help, too. In the next few weeks, I'm going to have to figure out how I want to set the trellises - do I want to do rounds or straights? I'm thinking rounds. Now I just have to figure out how to get rid of the unsightly park picnic tables the previous owners installed in the backyard. I want a small wrought iron round table for the patio and a nice, larger family table for the screened-in porch. Yeah, because those will be cheap. Ah, I love spring.
Get a hummus and manure mix
Pick up either a few 2 x 4s or some rocks to go around the perimeter (probably not terribly necessary, but I want to clearly mark the beds)
Dig up the beds I want
Turn over the soil and mix the hummus and manure in, along with any extra leaves I want to use (we were lazy this fall, so we have plenty
Plant the starters
Cut down the remaining grasses in the front yard
I can't wait. I'm sure Ragsy will help, too. In the next few weeks, I'm going to have to figure out how I want to set the trellises - do I want to do rounds or straights? I'm thinking rounds. Now I just have to figure out how to get rid of the unsightly park picnic tables the previous owners installed in the backyard. I want a small wrought iron round table for the patio and a nice, larger family table for the screened-in porch. Yeah, because those will be cheap. Ah, I love spring.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Don't press pause.
My husband and I have a long-standing movie-watching pattern. It goes like this: he wants to watch a movie and I want to hang out. I rarely have an opportunity to see movies, so for all I know, I could be missing something really good. So I agree to watch. Unfortunately, even though I like to watch movies, unless I'm at a friend's house or in a theater, I have serious trouble sitting through movies, even the ones I've asked to watch. I'm on a 12-step program, but I don't think it will help. This is the way I was raised.
Anyway, I often get up to move around and my husband always pauses the movie for me. It's very sweet of him - I normally appreciate it, even though I feel guilty forcing him to stop and start the movie. But today's movie is Silent Hill, a particularly creepy horror film. I'm using my computer as something to look at right now so I don't have to watch the movie. It's very freaky. Fortunately, he's agreed not to pause this one. I don't think I want him to.
Anyway, I often get up to move around and my husband always pauses the movie for me. It's very sweet of him - I normally appreciate it, even though I feel guilty forcing him to stop and start the movie. But today's movie is Silent Hill, a particularly creepy horror film. I'm using my computer as something to look at right now so I don't have to watch the movie. It's very freaky. Fortunately, he's agreed not to pause this one. I don't think I want him to.
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