Joshua’s kind of in love with Angry Birds. “I play Angry Birds Daddy’s phone!?” “I needa play Angry Birds on da cahPEWder!?” “I play Angry Birds Joshie’s phone!?” (Yes, he has a phone. No, he’s not ordering pizza or scheduling playdates. Yet.) These are constant comments at our house. Constant. And I’m pretty sure Dan…
Motherhood
Filling up the tank is expensive
We used to say that we were “tanking” Joshua up when we’d feed him right before putting him to bed at night. He’d nurse or have a bottle (while I milked myself o_o ) and then we’d put him to bed and hope he slept through the night. (He didn’t.) Lately, he needs a different…
I’m fairly certain I would not survive a zombie apocalypse
Last year, Dan was all “Hey, there’s this new zombie show coming on this fall and I want to watch it.” And I was all “I LOVE TV. YES.” So we started watching The Walking Dead and we were instantly hooked. And really, it’s a great (completely not kid-friendly) show. The accents might be terrible,…
This one’ll probably get me fired, or just fired up
So last week I watched an e-debate take place between The Feminist Breeder, whose blog I do read, and Jessica Valenti, whose blog I don’t read. The debate started (I think) about whether or not formula companies should be able to hand out free samples and swag to moms in the hospital. TFB said that…
It’ll be a while before I try THAT again
So last year, I wrote this post about how I can’t go to the bathroom by myself anymore. I’m (un)happy to report that in nearly a year, nothing’s changed. I still can’t go to the bathroom by myself. Unless, of course, Dan’s home. And the laws of the Universe dictate that I will almost always…