Wordless Wednesday

Pantry raid

What does a girl have to do around here to get some food?

Shower Monster

Addie has always enjoyed playing in the water; at the pool, long luxurious baths before bedtime, multiple hand washing a day… you name it, she’s a water bug. When Addie was sick last week, I resorted several times to let her jump into the shower with me. She enjoyed playing in the water and it gave her something to do besides whining & clinging because of being uncomfortable. The steam helped clear her lungs and it washed all the accumulated snot away. Well, I have created a monster, a Shower Monster.

These days, to obtain an uninterrupted but brief shower in the mornings, I have to set her playing in her room, shut the bedroom doors and bathroom door (not latched, just swung closed) to muffle the noise of the water starting. I quickly take off my robe and jump in the still cold shower, quietly closing the stall door so as to not make the tell tale clicking noise. If she catches a whiff of my hydro-betrayal, she’ll run into the bathroom shouting “Shar, Shar!” while removing her clothing and diaper. She stands in front of the pointing with those huge, pleading eyes. “Shar, Shar!”

Oh, I am such a sucker for those eyes. I figure she’s already removed her clothing. As these precious moments are fleeting, I realize that the most important thing I have to do today is to enjoy some watery quality time with my best girl. “Come on in,” I say as I open the door and she crouches down to pokes at the bubbles swirling down the drain.

Announcement

The newest addition to our family will arrive in late September. Stay tuned for more details!
J

Elmo

What is it about Elmo that draws toddlers? Addie has one Elmo video and just a few books that feature the red one but she asks for him by name and I'm sure she would be a member of his fan club. Ah, the power of modern commercialization.
J

the other side of the coin

This has been one of my toughest weeks as a mother. Steve is out of town and both Addie and I have been had a cold. We had started on potty training but quickly scrapped that plan when neither Addie or I had the perseverance or stamina to change our routines and work on that process. I know it is because she feels rotten but she seems to have been fighting me on everything...getting in the car seat, putting on shoes, wearing a diaper. Even offering to read the book that she handed me moments prior rubbed her the wrong way. What was I supposed to do with the book? We seem to be speaking two different languages. And I, feeling rotten myself, had to muster every ounce of patience and motivation to understand her needs.

Then a quickly as the storm rolled in, the thunder subsided and the sun shone again this evening. We reconnected with snuggles, bubbles and playing with a gift wrap tube.

When Steve gets home this weekend, I'll treat myself to a pedicure while they share some much needed quality daddy time.

J