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January 17, 2005
January 17, 2005
Here comes the rain again
If the Bean were a features writer for a toddler-published magazine, his article this month would be entitled "Choosing Not to Nap". I guess the glory days of two naps are behind us and we are uncertainly entering a one-nap lifestyle. The problem is, none of us can sort out when exactly that nap is supposed to be and also what does that mean for bedtime? So there are a lot of frustrated tears and arched bodies being flung dramatically on the floor, mostly by my husband and myself.
We also got to experience the thrill of projectile vomiting this weekend! Until you actually see this phenomenon in action, it is one of those things you think parents just say, like oh my kid just threw up four feet across the room, or my kid is gifted because he spelled "cat" out of his carrot sticks. My carrot sticks would have spelled out "Wow" after I saw the pukestream fly out of the Bean the other night. We were both almost more impressed than upset although by the third day, frankly it was getting a little old.
My foot currently smells like dog pee. I'm not going to go into it, but suffice to say it is because of my dog.
So it's back to work and to daycare tomorrow providing everyone is well. This afternoon, we plan on celebrating MLK's birthday in the form of a simple yet heartfelt memorial activity: fingerpainting. I am hopeful that the good times we have today can sustain me through what promises to be another torrential and soul-grating week at the saltmines.
Posted by Max at January 17, 2005 12:37 AM