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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Sometimes I wonder...

where did my upper lip go?????
We all needed a nap.

I searched my pictures to find one where my upper lip was showing when I smiled. No such luck. But, I swear my smile is better than that. Maybe it just happens when I'm tired, which seems like most of the time these days. (My eyes are literally closed in this picture. I can hear my mom now: "Perk up, girl!")

Monday, March 14, 2011

You know it's a bad day to workout when...

1 minute into your workout you get your hair pulled out by a workout band. Stupid workout band.

At least someone can use it without getting hurt.
 (I know. His outfit doesn't match. It's just going to be one of those days.)

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Note to self

Check your baby's diaper before you put his shoes on. It will save you a lot of trouble.

Friday, March 11, 2011

habits I need to break in the next year

Disclaimer: My bad habits in no way reflect my upbringing. My mother taught me better than this. I think this is my own way of rebelling. And let's be honest, if this is rebelling, she did a pretty good job...

drinking from the milk carton
eating raw cookie dough
not showering until the afternoon (I do have a good reason for this most days...)
watching reality TV
eating waffles for lunch...and dinner...on the same day
not drinking enough water
not eating enough fruits and veggies
leaving clothes on the floor
staying up past my bedtime
eating too many cookies


I can see it now: Blake sees me eating raw cookie dough and asks if he can have some. I won't have a leg to stand on.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

in case you are in need of something adorable

Hey! I thought we said no pictures, Mom!

Phone's for you...

No, really, it's for you.

While you chat, I'll just sit nicely in your lap and read.

Actually I want to sit on the floor and turn the pages myself.

Ok, fine. One more picture. But that's all!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

my morning

6:30- bottle for Blake
8:00- shower, get ready
8:25- check email
8:35- wake Blake, eat breakfast
9:00- finish getting ready, dress Blake
9:03- "Blake, please please please poop before we leave so Jill doesn't have to change you."
9:04- "Poop, poop, poop, poop!"
9:05- "You have until 9:10 to poop. The diaper will be changed at 9:10."
9:05- squatting and grunting
9:10- diaper change, finish dressing Blake
9:15- We are actually ready on time and heading out the door.
9:18- Yes! I have enough for a subway fair, meaning I don't have to try to refill my card while holding Blake. (bye bye $2.25)
9:19- Train! Well, I wanted to catch the one after this train. But who knows how long I'll have to wait if I don't get on this one. Better early than late.
9:22- One stop later: "This is 59th Street. This is the last stop for this train. It will not be transporting passengers. Please get off and wait for the next 95th Street bound train."
9:26- watch the train conductor walk through every subway car to make sure no passengers stayed on when they closed the doors
9:29- board the next train
9:35- drop Blake off at Jill's (thank you thank you thank you!)
9:39- swipe card again (another $2.25)
9:42- Jeez!!! Someone had garlic for dinner last night!
9:55- get off train and walk to dental office
10:00- find dental office, but walk around because I'm 30 minutes early
10:04- go into dental office, fill out forms
10:20- see dental assistant, take x-rays. Why are those stupid things they put in your mouth for x-rays so painful?
10:30- give dentist the history of my sensitive tooth
10:32- Dr. Goldman, with her Russian accent, says she is going to scare me, proceeds to tell me the worst case scenario for my tooth
10:35- cleaning begins, dentist asks me questions, I awkwardly try to answer while she cleans
10:50- review of x-rays, root canal needed ASAP
11:00- root canal referral given, sign referral, nice receptionist tells me how to contact endodontist
11:05- try to pay my co-pay only to find out they don't accept debit cards or check, I have no cash on me
11:10- Erica, nice receptionist, tells me I can pay next time, gives me a toothbrush for Blake and a pink one in case I ever have a girl
11:15- put more money on my metrocard, catch the next train to pick up Blake (yep, another $2.25)
11:20- wonder why a girl on the subway is wearing glasses with no lenses, they look cute, but at least put some fake lenses in them so you don't look silly
11:50- pick Blake up, fussy and needs a nap
11:55- catch next train home (that would be a grand total of $9 in subway fare to go to the dentist)
12:15- nap time for Blake, root canal scheduled


Amazing how life can change in a year...

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

sippy cups

Blake has been using a sippy cup for a few months now. But it wasn't until last night that I discovered the proper way to clean a sippy cup. Let's just say what I found when I removed the rubber thingy from the inside of the lid was enough to make me gag. I guess I didn't realize I needed to be cleaning that part of the cup after each use. It was disgusting. So much for that mother-of-the-year award.