I was using a scraper to get all the brownie batter out of the bowl. Sunny, in her most cheerful voice, said, "I would be happy to help you clean that..."
She paused, and I looked up as she finished her sentence: "...by licking."
Missy: "Whoa, 2 band-aids and 3 owies. I've had a busy day!"
House
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Buster and Minou
Buster loves our cat, Minou. Every time he sees Minou, he tries to get to him. He has just started really crawling, and Minou is adjusting.
Minou is great with him, though. Even when Buster gets a good grip and pulls his fur, he doesn't bite or scratch--he just gets away!
I took several more little videos with my camera. This last one shows him crawling toward me until he saw the cat again.
See? Look up in the upper right hand corner of the last frame, and there is the cat.
Minou is great with him, though. Even when Buster gets a good grip and pulls his fur, he doesn't bite or scratch--he just gets away!
I took several more little videos with my camera. This last one shows him crawling toward me until he saw the cat again.
See? Look up in the upper right hand corner of the last frame, and there is the cat.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Success and Expectations
So much of success depends on our expectations. I have been thinking this today because I just back from a successful day at the gym. Before I got pregnant with Buster, I signed up with a gym and trainer to get my body in better shape for pregnancy. I would spend about an hour and half at the gym doing cardio and weights.
Today was our first big day out to the gym now that Buster is old enough for the on-site care. Sunny was so excited! I was nervous, but rather than plan on a full workout, I decided that if I could just do 30 minutes of cardio, it would be worth it. I had been on the bike for a little over 20 minutes, I think, when they paged me. Buster had just lost it and was very sad and tired. I picked him up and cuddled him, doing a few stretches so I wouldn't seize up in the car on the way home. Sunny was pretty upset that we had to leave, but we did anyway.
If I had hoped to spend an hour or more, I would have been very disappointed. However, because I adjusted my expectations to something a little more realistic, I think it was a great success--especially for a first time. I hope I can lengthen things out a little (I'd like to stretch before I pick them up, at least), but I'm happy about today.
The other place I have noticed this is birthdays. When I was a kid, my birthday was so special! You get to bring treats and posters to school, and Mom made my favorite meal and a birthday cake. By high school, I hated my birthdays because school was just normal, and I might get special dinner. Cake was still on the menu, of course. I finally realized, though, that my birthdays were rotten because I was expecting them to be special, not just a normal day. Once I adjusted my expectations of my birthday, I started to enjoy them again.
Today was our first big day out to the gym now that Buster is old enough for the on-site care. Sunny was so excited! I was nervous, but rather than plan on a full workout, I decided that if I could just do 30 minutes of cardio, it would be worth it. I had been on the bike for a little over 20 minutes, I think, when they paged me. Buster had just lost it and was very sad and tired. I picked him up and cuddled him, doing a few stretches so I wouldn't seize up in the car on the way home. Sunny was pretty upset that we had to leave, but we did anyway.
If I had hoped to spend an hour or more, I would have been very disappointed. However, because I adjusted my expectations to something a little more realistic, I think it was a great success--especially for a first time. I hope I can lengthen things out a little (I'd like to stretch before I pick them up, at least), but I'm happy about today.
The other place I have noticed this is birthdays. When I was a kid, my birthday was so special! You get to bring treats and posters to school, and Mom made my favorite meal and a birthday cake. By high school, I hated my birthdays because school was just normal, and I might get special dinner. Cake was still on the menu, of course. I finally realized, though, that my birthdays were rotten because I was expecting them to be special, not just a normal day. Once I adjusted my expectations of my birthday, I started to enjoy them again.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
The casualty of developmental milestones
Buster is learning to move! Last night we put him in his bed "drowsy but awake" and went downstairs. He started crying. When we checked on him, we discovered that he has achieved another milestone--pulling to standing! The upshot? He just can't stay still long enough to go to sleep. He also seems to be more restless. At any rate, I have not had as much time today as I would like because he has had short naps. And when he is asleep, I'm scared to make too much noise and wake him up. In some ways, I can't wait for him to get good at crawling and standing and sitting back down just so I can have more sleep and accomplish a little more during naptime.
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