Owen has managed to catch his first cold, conveniently at the same time that my husband has been sick as well, so I’ve been busy taking care of my two babies. Three shiny gold stickers to whomever can guess who the bigger baby has been (hint–it isn’t the one who still wears diapers). It seems like the worst is over and everyone is on the mend.
What I would like to know is why it has to be such a terrible thing to have your nose picked. Owen acts like I’m asking for a kidney every time I pick a huge booger out of his nose. Little newsflash pal, it isn’t like I look forward to the privilege of picking your nose and I do believe I’m doing you a favor by making it easier to breathe.
On a completely different tangent, I have discovered the coolest thing: Pandora It is entirely possible that this has been around for a while and I am just now finding it as I tend to be on the tail end of cool new things. It’s a free (and legal) music search/play thing that I won’t be able to do justice trying to explain–so you just need to go and visit the link and see for yourself.
Now I’m off to the craft store to buy yarn (glorious yarn–my secret weapon in my bid to take over the world) and a new pattern. I’ve wanted to knit a blanket for Owen for a while and thought I had found an easy and cool looking pattern. After my third attempt to make it past row 28 and my third result of having to rip everything out yet again I’m done with the stupid pattern and looking for something different that won’t cause me more stress. Knitting is supposed to be relaxing, right?
Swistle says:
I would rather take care of FOUR sick children than ONE sick husband. How do men get to BE like that? I look at my boys and wonder, am I training them RIGHT THIS MINUTE to be irritating babyish burdens to their future wives?
March 8th, 2007 at 12:06 am
Trena says:
Swistle-
I totally know that my husband is this way because of his mother. (whom I truly do like most of the time–I just wish she would have taught her children to be more independent) I am endeavoring very hard to make sure that Owen and any of his future siblings will not be like this to their future spouses.
March 8th, 2007 at 12:39 am
bitetherabbit says:
Poor little Owen!
And get the nose-wiping-hatred thing…my guy’s been dripping snot for WEEKS and I’ve turned into one of those mum’s that let’s their baby go out in public with a crusty nose just because I don’t want to fight anymore. (say it with me: EEWWWW!) Besides, it just makes him cry and he gets all stuffed up again!
PS. I’m adding you to my links…I got to share you with my blog world!
March 8th, 2007 at 3:24 pm
karrie says:
Oh, he’s gorgeous!!
House full of sickos here as well.
March 17th, 2007 at 10:32 am