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Saturday, March 14, 2009

...And the countdown begins

Finn can count to ten. He counts a lot, sometimes just for fun, but in the last few days has been counting letters, toes, etc. very deliberately. He gets to 5 each times and sometimes stops, but sometimes goes on to 9 or 10!

We didn't really do anything to facilitate this (other than watching sesame street and a few counting books), but count the stairs as we went up and down them. Amazingly, he just sort of figured it out. He's so amazing, and so interesting and such a neat little experience in human development. I love watching him learn and grow on his own. I think we all underrate kids, they're so much more than we give them credit for!

Monday, March 9, 2009

Calling Daddy

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This was so cute, and it went on for a long time. I LOVE that he talks to daddy on the phone now, and I think it makes Tom's days much more tolerable now, too.

The Cousins from SoCal

Help me Daddy,I tried to fit in here, but I don't think I do!


Gram's services were this weekend, and while it was a sad day, it was really good to see everyone, and Finn had a great time playing with them all.

The eulogy was beautiful and with the exception of a torrential downpour at the cemetary, the day had a great turnout and was a nice tribute.


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This is video of Finn and his girlfriend Cassie playing Wii. Finn got his own remote, and ONLY played when Cassie played, illustrating to everyone the depth of his crush on her.

He loves the Wii, and thinks he is really playing every time it's out, which is hilarious.

He also felt her up so much I had to loan her a shirt to wear! That poor girl.... and what am I to do with such a sexually charged toddler? We all agreed it is an actual and legitimate crush, and that it has all the markings of your average physical attraction. I'm glad I'm not the only one to see it!

Here are some photos of my cousins and my sis playing with my birth class props-- really good conversation pieces with the drunk-- lol.


Erin liked the birth balls, though she used them incorrectly.



Jason and Adam played with my crocheted boobs, but they were pretty deflated and needed new balloons. Can you say, gynecomastia?





Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Scooby Snacks Part 2

I put them in a cabinet. That we never use.

This morning, Finn found the cabinet.
He pulled the box out (that was really crammed in there),
and helped himself AND THE DOGS to more.

Then he pulled the dog food container across the house and it's in the dining room (ironic).

Then he got lonely and crawled into my bed with a gooey, nasty, half eaten milkbone in his mouth.

Bromo followed him, thinking he'd get some, because it turns out he brought a fresh one just for me. It would be sweet if not so repugnant.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

SOOOOO, now I've thrown the whole box away, and am thoroughly disgusted and have to hold him down to brush his teeth again.

I tell ya, that kid is resourceful.

From start to Finish

Clean House. Morning Time.



Dirty House. Night Time.
No amount of straightening I do can prevent this.

Except maybe the DVDs, but I was teaching and he knew he could get away with it then, so he did. He's getting smart.



These pictures validate my life. Every moment of it. And though it goes against every fiber of who I am, but I am learning to live with the mess. A creative child is worth the chaos in my house for a few years..... just keep telling me that. :)

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Scooby Snacks





I'm not really sure I need to say anything else.





Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I suppose I should!
Well, I caught him with the FIRST milkbone (you heard me) in the bathroom upstairs, half eaten. He was angry when I took it away.

I commenced packing for Tom's stupid business trip for bitches, and when I came back downstairs (less than 10 minutes--I should have known, it was too quiet), I saw that he had fed half of the GINORMOUS box to the dogs, who now won't touch another one. They're going to get sooooo sick. Looking forward to it.

Then I came downstairs (the other stairs) to email the incident to Tom, only to see him walk past me toward the toys with ANOTHER ONE hanging out of his mouth, sucking on it like a lollipop!!!! That time, I got the camera. Too good to pass up.

I AM SO DISGUSTED I DON'T THINK I CAN KISS HIM GOODNIGHT.

I also cannot stop laughing.

He totally gets this from Tom. I take NO responsibility, here.