I haven’t blogged in a while, and I’m feeling a little guilty about it. (This is not to suggest that my fellow bloggers are in any way making me feel guilty. If you hadn’t figured it out, we’re kind of laid back about posting around here. No, the guilt is entirely self-induced.) The thing is, I really don’t have anything interesting to blog about. Not even anything uninteresting that I can make an entire post out of. Because, well, posts require thought (semi-coherent ones do, at least), and I’m currently incapable of thought. (This is a fairly common occurrence, what with 3 kids 3 and under.)
So, I’m now going to string together some completely random thoughts and call them a blog post.
My baby is huge. He’s 7.5 months, but he’s wearing 12mo clothes. He’s not chubby, just really tall and overall a big guy. I’m actually pretty happy about this, because it means his body is actually absorbing nutrients from the foods he’s eating and using them correctly. I struggle mightily with getting his brothers’ bodies to do this. (This is evidenced by the fact that the 2.5yo weighs about 4lbs more than the 7.5mo, and is in the same size diapers.)
I love ice cream. I have to be a little careful how much I eat these days, since I don’t get a lot of dairy, and when I do eat it my body doesn’t always deal with it well. But I love ice cream way too much to give it up. And cereal with milk. I’m not giving that up, either.
While spiders are good for killing bugs, you then have to clean up all the dead bugs, which is kind of gross. (We just moved some furniture to put up the Christmas tree, and let me tell you, there were a lot of spiders at work behind it.)
To keep kids (well, my kids, at least) from destroying the track laid out on the train table, you have to use nails. Lots of nails. Lots of REALLY BIG nails. But now they have cool track to keep them entertained while it’s cold and they can’t go outside.
I’ll be really excited when my replacement sync cable for my ipod gets here, and I can actually put my music on it. Right now it only has my husband’s music on it, and our music tastes (as is the case in most things) are completely and totally different. I’ll be even more excited come Christmas when my brother gets me something so that I can listen to the ipod in the car as I drive 2 hours every day taking my kid to and from preschool. Every day I’m reminded why I always kept my radio tuned to the Christian station in high school — they’re the only ones who actually play music in the morning. (Not to put any undue pressure on my brother — I can actually purchase something to listen to the ipod in the car myself. It’s just that it’s the only idea I gave him of something to get me for Christmas, so I don’t want to take it away from him.)
All right, that’s all I’ve got. Feel free to share your own random thoughts.
- 7 December 2008