no one seems to look at this blog anymore.....that's okay...better really because now i can express my true feelings on things, without feeling like i have to censor myself from judgmental eyes......
yeah right.
so, i went to the doc (nurse practitioner to be exact) today for by 15 month well-baby exam. there i got NO SHOTS and was told i am caught up till i am 4 years old!!!! 4 years old! can you believe it! i don't need any more shots till i am a grown up! i am doing well developmentally,both verbally and my motor skills. my head is still in the 90th percentile (just call me q-tip) and i am in the 75th percentile for weight and 60th percentile for height. i can't remember how tall i am, 6 feet maybe, but i know i am 27 pounds and 4 ounces. that is big. i am a BIG BIOY!
the bad news is i have a bad ear infection. so here we go with another 10 days of medicine twice a day. how would we have known about the ear infection if it weren't for the well baby check????? this is very upsetting to mommy. she is always trying to look in my ears, but she can't do it. i don't let her. of course, i don't let the doctor either, mom has to put me in a headlock.
daddy comes home tomorrow and mommy is so excited she is acting like a goof ball. i have nothing of interest to say.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
next it's deep fried okra!!!!!
guess what i am eating for breakfast today?! GRITS!!! and i love 'em too! daddy had bought some for mom for her first mother's day down in the South, as a joke and needless to say the box had been sitting there ever since. well,my babysitter, tiffani found them and gave them to me. they were YUMMY. mom apparently didn't think anything of it until (of course--just like her) she looked at the label and saw that they were very high in iron, which for some reason mom is always freaking out about--me getting enough iron.
so i guess it's official----i'm a southern boy now!
oh by the way i forgot to mention the other word/sign mom is teaching me. the word is p-u and the sign is pinching your nose and then making a face while you wave your hand in front of your face. she usually has this lesson during diaper changing time. i think it means "i love changing your diaper" but i am not sure.
i can also say "yum" but it comes out sounding like "mom" i think mom is yum too.
well, time to go to school!
i refuse to say merry christmas or happy holidays because i don't know what it means.
so i guess it's official----i'm a southern boy now!
oh by the way i forgot to mention the other word/sign mom is teaching me. the word is p-u and the sign is pinching your nose and then making a face while you wave your hand in front of your face. she usually has this lesson during diaper changing time. i think it means "i love changing your diaper" but i am not sure.
i can also say "yum" but it comes out sounding like "mom" i think mom is yum too.
well, time to go to school!
i refuse to say merry christmas or happy holidays because i don't know what it means.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
rocks and rhinovirus and no smooth transitions
i like rocks. a lot. i find them everywhere. i often put them in my mouth, but not always, but i hold on to them for dear life before mom takes them away. there are a few in the car that i am fond of. i don't know why i like rocks so much, but i really do. they make me happy.
i am working on the sign for "please" and saying the word "rhinovirus" yes, it's true. and i am very close to getting it, too. tiffani says my rhinovirus sounds a lot like my lasagna. but that is just not true. it's all in the inflection. lasagna counds like lasagna and rhinovirus sounds like rhinovirus.
dada will be home in 3 days. mommy is very very excited. i am a little perplexed, so i will see what happens in 3 days. i know dada is in the pictures and dada is on the phone....but dada here? i am not sure i understand what that means.
i am really into mango these days. mmmm. i ate almost a whole one by myself today. it was goooood.
i also know how to dramatically fake sneeze which cracks mommy up. she has been sneezing a lot, so now i copy her. actually, i am starting to try to copy mommy a lot. it is great fun because mommy gets so excited. i guess she never realized that i was copying her before and now it is more obvious. we all know mom ain't too bright. anyways, i try to copy words she says and sometimes things she does. mommy said she has to stop pointing because now i am starting to do it. i think if anything she should stop swearing--who cares if i point?
mom has finally relented and lets me drink juice. watered down, weak juice but juice nonetheless. i am not sure why. i was fine with water.
i just found out i am going to have a new girl cousin and a new boy cousin. the girl will be auryn and the boy will be cian. i think aunt kendi is buying them from ebay, because she said they will be delivered in march or april. i wonder why she is getting 2. i know mommy bought 2 boxes of cereal because they were buy one get one free. maybe they were having a sale on babies. i don't really know if it is ebay--after all it could be amazon.com or walmart. there aren't any other stores i know about. i am not sure how i would feel if there was a sale when when mommy got me. i don't think i would like having a brother or a sister. maybe i would. i wonder what it would entail? i guess it would probably be okay really, because i would just do what i wanted whenever i wanted anyways. including having mom's "ba"---BOTH of them. just like i do now.
well, i have 2 more teeth coming in. that might not sound like a big deal to you, but at 15 months old (today, thank you very much) you would lthink i would have teethed more than once. i have only had one bout of teething so far--when i was 10 or 11 months and i got 6 all at once. nothing since then. now i am getting 2 for sure and possible 2 more.
tomorrow i am going to school. i really like school and i don't cry anymore when mommy brings me. i like to give kisses to my teachers and they think i am very snart. i mean smart. shut up. now that i am 15 months i am getting a MAJOR attitude in case you can't tell. i even know how to hit. mommy is trying to teach me how to give eskimo kisses instead. mommy says she doesn't hit me so i shouldn't hit her. i don't really see the logic there, but once again, not the sharpest tool in the shed that mom. okay, well, i am done writing now, so goodbye.
i am working on the sign for "please" and saying the word "rhinovirus" yes, it's true. and i am very close to getting it, too. tiffani says my rhinovirus sounds a lot like my lasagna. but that is just not true. it's all in the inflection. lasagna counds like lasagna and rhinovirus sounds like rhinovirus.
dada will be home in 3 days. mommy is very very excited. i am a little perplexed, so i will see what happens in 3 days. i know dada is in the pictures and dada is on the phone....but dada here? i am not sure i understand what that means.
i am really into mango these days. mmmm. i ate almost a whole one by myself today. it was goooood.
i also know how to dramatically fake sneeze which cracks mommy up. she has been sneezing a lot, so now i copy her. actually, i am starting to try to copy mommy a lot. it is great fun because mommy gets so excited. i guess she never realized that i was copying her before and now it is more obvious. we all know mom ain't too bright. anyways, i try to copy words she says and sometimes things she does. mommy said she has to stop pointing because now i am starting to do it. i think if anything she should stop swearing--who cares if i point?
mom has finally relented and lets me drink juice. watered down, weak juice but juice nonetheless. i am not sure why. i was fine with water.
i just found out i am going to have a new girl cousin and a new boy cousin. the girl will be auryn and the boy will be cian. i think aunt kendi is buying them from ebay, because she said they will be delivered in march or april. i wonder why she is getting 2. i know mommy bought 2 boxes of cereal because they were buy one get one free. maybe they were having a sale on babies. i don't really know if it is ebay--after all it could be amazon.com or walmart. there aren't any other stores i know about. i am not sure how i would feel if there was a sale when when mommy got me. i don't think i would like having a brother or a sister. maybe i would. i wonder what it would entail? i guess it would probably be okay really, because i would just do what i wanted whenever i wanted anyways. including having mom's "ba"---BOTH of them. just like i do now.
well, i have 2 more teeth coming in. that might not sound like a big deal to you, but at 15 months old (today, thank you very much) you would lthink i would have teethed more than once. i have only had one bout of teething so far--when i was 10 or 11 months and i got 6 all at once. nothing since then. now i am getting 2 for sure and possible 2 more.
tomorrow i am going to school. i really like school and i don't cry anymore when mommy brings me. i like to give kisses to my teachers and they think i am very snart. i mean smart. shut up. now that i am 15 months i am getting a MAJOR attitude in case you can't tell. i even know how to hit. mommy is trying to teach me how to give eskimo kisses instead. mommy says she doesn't hit me so i shouldn't hit her. i don't really see the logic there, but once again, not the sharpest tool in the shed that mom. okay, well, i am done writing now, so goodbye.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
i thought this was donovan's blog
things i forgot to mention....we got a new radiator for the huyndai. and a new thermostat, since ours melted. melted. they could't even look at the car for several hours because it was too hot. they gave us a loaner car and the whole thing was covered under warranty. hooray.
today, at the park there were 3 five year old buddies. i know they were 5 because they told me. also, this is a little kid park, so no one over 5 would really like it there. they were talking about the band they were going to start and possible names. it started with "the bloody stoles" (stoles?) and finally they agreed on the "dead skeletons". did i mention they were 5? 2 of them wanted to be called "trent" and the 3rd, who i think was going to be the drummer wanted to be called....i can't remember, but it was blood or bones or dead guy or something. it was very disturbing and creepy. donovan, of course, wanted to follow them around because they were Big Boys. great. my kid's a groupie for the dead skeletons.
it is wonderfully cold here. i bought a $50. pea coat from old navy. and a funky scarf from target. if i had to do it over again, i wouldn't buy a black coat. way too linty. and nect year, perhaps i will splurge for a good quality coat. i love old navy as much as the next guy, but well, there is a reason it was $50.00 i like it tho. i look smart. sharp. together. i can wear pajamas and still look okay if the coat is buttoned.
there was more but i can't remember.
today, at the park there were 3 five year old buddies. i know they were 5 because they told me. also, this is a little kid park, so no one over 5 would really like it there. they were talking about the band they were going to start and possible names. it started with "the bloody stoles" (stoles?) and finally they agreed on the "dead skeletons". did i mention they were 5? 2 of them wanted to be called "trent" and the 3rd, who i think was going to be the drummer wanted to be called....i can't remember, but it was blood or bones or dead guy or something. it was very disturbing and creepy. donovan, of course, wanted to follow them around because they were Big Boys. great. my kid's a groupie for the dead skeletons.
it is wonderfully cold here. i bought a $50. pea coat from old navy. and a funky scarf from target. if i had to do it over again, i wouldn't buy a black coat. way too linty. and nect year, perhaps i will splurge for a good quality coat. i love old navy as much as the next guy, but well, there is a reason it was $50.00 i like it tho. i look smart. sharp. together. i can wear pajamas and still look okay if the coat is buttoned.
there was more but i can't remember.
need a booger removed???
if you need any boogers removed, just let me know!!!!!!!!!!!
man, i got some big-ass feet!!!!!! look at those piggies! do my feet make me look fat???
Thursday, December 01, 2005
you can take the boy out of l.a. but.....
you know what i just love! bolthouse farms vanilla chai tea with soy protein!!!!!! mommy had some a few weeks ago and gave me a sip just as a goof and i loved it. i actually cried when the bottle was empty. so today, we were up at the walmart (y'just gotta say THE walmart) mom saw a big bottle of it and decided to get it for me. she put it in my sippy cup and i went to town (sher thinks i don't know she cut it with regular milk, but it is still yummy). mmmmm mmmmmm!
unfortunately, we have to go back to stupid old walmart. we went super-duper early since we get up super-duper early anyways to go pick up something we had made with my picture on it. well, they didn't have it and the guy said mommy had to call after 8am to ask about it, when they are open (we were there real early). well, tee hee, it turns out my picture is so cute, they need to actually see the photograph to verify that it is not a professional or copyrighted picture because they are not allowed to use those. mommy said it was just a snap shot and they said we had to come in with the actual picture. of course, mommy was pissed, because we went to the walmart to avoid the crowd and now we have to go back but at the same time...how pissed can you be when something is help up because it is just TOO PERFECT?!?!?!?!?! ah yes. i really should be making money with this lovely mug o mine!
there aren't the crowd issues here in wilmington that used to stress mommy out so much in l.a. EXCEPT at walmart. everybody goes to walmart, all the time. always crowded. i think some people live there.
did i tell you i can say "bye-bye" and i am sort of trying to say lots of words. i just try to imitata things i hear, which thrills mom. if you ask mom, i say about 12 words, but you know how moms are. i don't really say that much. in fact, "bah" mean, bye, ball, boob (as in, please let me nurse), book and "i want to go out". i have several multipurpose words---it's efficient and mommy understands them all. but really, it is just a few words meant to mean perhaps several dozen concepts. so don't listen to ma when she talked bragging about how many things i can say. i am 14 months old. i can't say much. i have recently become fascinated with my diapers however. that is way cooler that talking. god how i hate having my diaper changed. but i love to try to get it before mom can put it in the poopie diaper eating thing.
i went to a play group in the mall today. i will put up a picture later. okay, well, time for more iced chai tea!
unfortunately, we have to go back to stupid old walmart. we went super-duper early since we get up super-duper early anyways to go pick up something we had made with my picture on it. well, they didn't have it and the guy said mommy had to call after 8am to ask about it, when they are open (we were there real early). well, tee hee, it turns out my picture is so cute, they need to actually see the photograph to verify that it is not a professional or copyrighted picture because they are not allowed to use those. mommy said it was just a snap shot and they said we had to come in with the actual picture. of course, mommy was pissed, because we went to the walmart to avoid the crowd and now we have to go back but at the same time...how pissed can you be when something is help up because it is just TOO PERFECT?!?!?!?!?! ah yes. i really should be making money with this lovely mug o mine!
there aren't the crowd issues here in wilmington that used to stress mommy out so much in l.a. EXCEPT at walmart. everybody goes to walmart, all the time. always crowded. i think some people live there.
did i tell you i can say "bye-bye" and i am sort of trying to say lots of words. i just try to imitata things i hear, which thrills mom. if you ask mom, i say about 12 words, but you know how moms are. i don't really say that much. in fact, "bah" mean, bye, ball, boob (as in, please let me nurse), book and "i want to go out". i have several multipurpose words---it's efficient and mommy understands them all. but really, it is just a few words meant to mean perhaps several dozen concepts. so don't listen to ma when she talked bragging about how many things i can say. i am 14 months old. i can't say much. i have recently become fascinated with my diapers however. that is way cooler that talking. god how i hate having my diaper changed. but i love to try to get it before mom can put it in the poopie diaper eating thing.
i went to a play group in the mall today. i will put up a picture later. okay, well, time for more iced chai tea!
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
never forget this IS a small town
i forgot to mention, mommy saw my friend the babtist minister at her job. he walked right up to her and sid "hey! it's donovan's momma!" and they talked for a little while. he reminded us again of the room they have for us in their church. i don't kow why mother is so resistent to this. i must try to convince her because i miss my friend. he is a fun guy and i want to see him again. i think i will plot something devious and mischevious to convince her that we must become baptists. besides, what if they run out of room at their church!!!????
can you make a country song out of barf and broken cars?
i am typing this while mommy feeds me breakfast. cheerios and eggs. i'm back into eggs again having rejected them for a while. i am pretty hungry since i completely refused to eat dinner last night. i threw a hissy just when ma tried to get me in my chair.
thanksgiving came and went. my uncles were here and they brought me a very cool firetruck that i played with a lot. mommy had me taste everything on her plate when it was time for the big dinner. it ended abruptly once i puked all over everything. and that was that.
on sunday, work called mommy and said she could take the day off. she thinks i don't know, but when the baysitter got here, mom went shopping. i know her work clothes and she wasn't wearing work clothes. but we still spent most of the day together. tiffani got sick (similar to me on thanksgiving) when i was taking a nap and mommy got sick (again, it's a barf fest here folks) after i went to bed. mommy isn't sure if it was food related or a virus. then mommy and me were on the phone with daddy yesterday and...you guessed it....same thing.
breakfast long since over, i think i will continue...
me and mommy broke down on market street yesterday, in the rain during rush hour. market street is the Main Drag here in wilmington and not a street you want to break down in. we were maybe 200 feet from the car dealership. and they couldn't come get us. they said we had to call the 1-800 roadside people. fortunately, 2 jehova's witnesses came up in their bikes and offered to push us off the road. miraculously (hmmmmmmm) mom was able to start the car and drive it long enough to get it to the hyundai place. the witnesses were able to...oh crap, i can't make any jokes here at all because mommy has a friend who belongs to that bunch o' friendly folk. big sigh....moving right along..... we were on our way there because mommy thought the defroster wasn't working and maybe they could take a quick look at it. well, it turns out the entire radiator, thermostat and thermostat casing or something needs to be replaced. the radiator lining melted. don't know how or why this happened. however....it IS all covered under the warranty. so..mom is pretty sure it won't cost anything. we'll see. never a dull moment, huh?
mommy put up something called a chritmas tree. it is fascinating!!!!!! i can just about reach it knock it over so i can get a close up look at it. mommy put it up on a table. yeah, we'll see how long THAT lasts. that tree'll be mine before long---you just wait and see. a table didn't stop me fron getting mommy's cup of coffee, did it?
well, even tho it involves barfing and broken down cars....i think this is a rather boring, unimaginative post. therefore, out of consideration to you, gentle reader, i shall end here. besides, i need to practice me latest stunt....throwing and dropping things--on PURPOSE--and saying "uh-oh!" i am pretty sure ma buys that i am just a clumsy toddler, because of the way i say "uh-oh" as tho, you know, dropping my cup across the room was really just an accident. i can drop cups, banana, cheerios, phones, photos, and even entire book shelves at once. yes, it is grand to be 14 months old!
thanksgiving came and went. my uncles were here and they brought me a very cool firetruck that i played with a lot. mommy had me taste everything on her plate when it was time for the big dinner. it ended abruptly once i puked all over everything. and that was that.
on sunday, work called mommy and said she could take the day off. she thinks i don't know, but when the baysitter got here, mom went shopping. i know her work clothes and she wasn't wearing work clothes. but we still spent most of the day together. tiffani got sick (similar to me on thanksgiving) when i was taking a nap and mommy got sick (again, it's a barf fest here folks) after i went to bed. mommy isn't sure if it was food related or a virus. then mommy and me were on the phone with daddy yesterday and...you guessed it....same thing.
breakfast long since over, i think i will continue...
me and mommy broke down on market street yesterday, in the rain during rush hour. market street is the Main Drag here in wilmington and not a street you want to break down in. we were maybe 200 feet from the car dealership. and they couldn't come get us. they said we had to call the 1-800 roadside people. fortunately, 2 jehova's witnesses came up in their bikes and offered to push us off the road. miraculously (hmmmmmmm) mom was able to start the car and drive it long enough to get it to the hyundai place. the witnesses were able to...oh crap, i can't make any jokes here at all because mommy has a friend who belongs to that bunch o' friendly folk. big sigh....moving right along..... we were on our way there because mommy thought the defroster wasn't working and maybe they could take a quick look at it. well, it turns out the entire radiator, thermostat and thermostat casing or something needs to be replaced. the radiator lining melted. don't know how or why this happened. however....it IS all covered under the warranty. so..mom is pretty sure it won't cost anything. we'll see. never a dull moment, huh?
mommy put up something called a chritmas tree. it is fascinating!!!!!! i can just about reach it knock it over so i can get a close up look at it. mommy put it up on a table. yeah, we'll see how long THAT lasts. that tree'll be mine before long---you just wait and see. a table didn't stop me fron getting mommy's cup of coffee, did it?
well, even tho it involves barfing and broken down cars....i think this is a rather boring, unimaginative post. therefore, out of consideration to you, gentle reader, i shall end here. besides, i need to practice me latest stunt....throwing and dropping things--on PURPOSE--and saying "uh-oh!" i am pretty sure ma buys that i am just a clumsy toddler, because of the way i say "uh-oh" as tho, you know, dropping my cup across the room was really just an accident. i can drop cups, banana, cheerios, phones, photos, and even entire book shelves at once. yes, it is grand to be 14 months old!
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
praise jesus and pass the biscuits!
first of all, i will say, that if you click on the posted pictures, it will take you to a place where the picture is shown a little bigger and you can see better detail. wouldn'tcha just look at my cute little mitochondria if you could get close enough to see that detail? you know you would.
anyways, i wrote about this yesterday and being one years old and not completely computer savvy yet, i lost the whole thing when i tried to preview it. i never preview my posts, i just post them. anyways.........
mommy is not sure if what she witnessed out of me yesterday was The New Me, possibly thanks to going to day care regularly and being exposed, thereby increasing my comfort of, new people (i am so articulate for 1 aren't i?), OR if it was a weird freaky fluke with a creepy guy.
except he wasn't creepy. he was really nice. me and mom are hanging out at port city java: she is talking to her new friend marsha and i am busily waving hello and goodbye to customers (at the doorway, for maximum impact), pacing around the shop, making sure everything is okay, smelling all the flowers on all the tables, and trying to taste things i find on the floor. being pretty friendly and outgoing. well, there are these 3 guys--an old guy, a younger guy (30's maybe) and a younger younger guy (perhaps 11), together in the shop. they, especially the old guy, are playing with me and talking to me and seem to be enjoying my charms. well, after a while, i feel pretty comfortable and i start hanging out with them full time---on the old guys lap! for an hour or 2 my time went like this: hang out with the old guy, run around the shop a bit, go to mommy, so she doesn't get jealous (her jaw was on the floor the whole time, which was weird, because she wouldn't let me eat anything off the floor) and go back to the old guy and hold up my arms for him to pick me up. and start again.
in case you don't know, i never ever ever ever ever let anyone hold me or even give me too much attention if my ma is anywhere around. it just doesn't happen. i let marsha hold me for a minute or 2 which freaked my mom out and made marsha's day. but when i started hanging with the old guy for a long time, mom was amazed, but i think marsha was a little bummed that she was not the only one for the day.
then, the old guy gave me his card and told me to give it to my mom, because i can't read (which makes the existence of this blog all the more amazing) and lo and behold, he is a baptist minister!!!! and guess what! they said if we havn'et found a home church yet, there is room for us in THEIR church. i say "their" because both the younger guy and the younger young guy were both the old guys's kids. the real young one was a surprise according to the pastor, but i don't know how that can be---i let MY mom know i was in there a long time before i came out. isn't that great?!!!!!!!! room for us at their church!!!!!
so after a while, the family is leaving and the young kid comes us to mom, with an odd look and a frightening somewhat robotic grin-like expression and says, as if someone pushed a button on his back, "i am glad to be homeschooled." and they left.
marsha homeschooled her kids when they lived on the mountain and she has recently moved here to help start a church with the husband of my other new friend , dawn. golly, i wonder if they will have room in THEIR new church too, when they open it! well, i want to see the old guy again, so i am going to beg mom to let us become baptists. mom says we are in the bible belt now. i think baptists must be the coolest funnest people ever.
you know what else? i bet i am going to get lots of comments to this post. hahahahaha. just remember, ANYONE can read your comments.....
anyways, i wrote about this yesterday and being one years old and not completely computer savvy yet, i lost the whole thing when i tried to preview it. i never preview my posts, i just post them. anyways.........
mommy is not sure if what she witnessed out of me yesterday was The New Me, possibly thanks to going to day care regularly and being exposed, thereby increasing my comfort of, new people (i am so articulate for 1 aren't i?), OR if it was a weird freaky fluke with a creepy guy.
except he wasn't creepy. he was really nice. me and mom are hanging out at port city java: she is talking to her new friend marsha and i am busily waving hello and goodbye to customers (at the doorway, for maximum impact), pacing around the shop, making sure everything is okay, smelling all the flowers on all the tables, and trying to taste things i find on the floor. being pretty friendly and outgoing. well, there are these 3 guys--an old guy, a younger guy (30's maybe) and a younger younger guy (perhaps 11), together in the shop. they, especially the old guy, are playing with me and talking to me and seem to be enjoying my charms. well, after a while, i feel pretty comfortable and i start hanging out with them full time---on the old guys lap! for an hour or 2 my time went like this: hang out with the old guy, run around the shop a bit, go to mommy, so she doesn't get jealous (her jaw was on the floor the whole time, which was weird, because she wouldn't let me eat anything off the floor) and go back to the old guy and hold up my arms for him to pick me up. and start again.
in case you don't know, i never ever ever ever ever let anyone hold me or even give me too much attention if my ma is anywhere around. it just doesn't happen. i let marsha hold me for a minute or 2 which freaked my mom out and made marsha's day. but when i started hanging with the old guy for a long time, mom was amazed, but i think marsha was a little bummed that she was not the only one for the day.
then, the old guy gave me his card and told me to give it to my mom, because i can't read (which makes the existence of this blog all the more amazing) and lo and behold, he is a baptist minister!!!! and guess what! they said if we havn'et found a home church yet, there is room for us in THEIR church. i say "their" because both the younger guy and the younger young guy were both the old guys's kids. the real young one was a surprise according to the pastor, but i don't know how that can be---i let MY mom know i was in there a long time before i came out. isn't that great?!!!!!!!! room for us at their church!!!!!
so after a while, the family is leaving and the young kid comes us to mom, with an odd look and a frightening somewhat robotic grin-like expression and says, as if someone pushed a button on his back, "i am glad to be homeschooled." and they left.
marsha homeschooled her kids when they lived on the mountain and she has recently moved here to help start a church with the husband of my other new friend , dawn. golly, i wonder if they will have room in THEIR new church too, when they open it! well, i want to see the old guy again, so i am going to beg mom to let us become baptists. mom says we are in the bible belt now. i think baptists must be the coolest funnest people ever.
you know what else? i bet i am going to get lots of comments to this post. hahahahaha. just remember, ANYONE can read your comments.....
first in a long line i am sure.....
please! take my sippy! i WANT you to have it!!!!! i love you!
what did i do wrong? why doesn't she want my sippy??? i will make her mine. oh yes. i will make her mine.
auntie ren can post a picture...can i?????
i think this might work. a second ago i accidently put in this picture very large and it hid everything. well, i am a cutie, to be sure. this is my first apple. gramma shea was kind enough to be eating one when i decided it was time for me to try it so, i took hers.
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Monday, November 21, 2005
david, are you stinky?
this morning there was a big big big rain outside. i know i have seen rain before, but now that i am older, i kind of feel like i am noticing it for the first time. i really wanted to go outside in it. so, my mom, being the bad mom we all know she is--i mean, why is she listening to a one year old??--said "okay, go out in the rain!" i just think that maybe as a grown up, she should maybe think that i might not know what is best for me. but, she put my big boy shoes on and her shoes on and we went outside in the rain. she let me run around. there were puddles and i RAN thru them (i RAN! i don't know how to run!) i stomped in the puddles and i put my hand in one of them. i tried to eat a wet leaf several times, but apparently even mom has her limits. i laughed and clapped my hands, and yes, i kid you not, i spun in a circle with my arms outstretched. i loved being out in the rain.
it was all a big tease because just when i was getting good and wet, mom said that was enough and we had to go inside. she had to chase me, pick me up and carry me in tho because i didn't want to go in. i didn't cry about it, but still, i didn't want to go in!!!!!!!
then i watched mommy take a shower and we spent a little time together and then she brought me (didn't i tell you she would do this?) to school again. i don't think the teachers at school will let me play outside in the rain because let's face it--they work with kids all the time and probably know that you shouldn't let babies run around in the rain (especially when they have runny noses) just because they point and grunt at a door.
mommy is excited because my school pictures are coming in today. we are going to make pictures of turkeys by putting paint on our hands today. that should be very fun. my school has books by my favorite author. i have this new book called "david smells"---you should really read it and they have some other "david" books in my class. but there is this part in "david smells"---maybe i shouldn't tell you because i don't want to ruin the book for you, but on this one page the baby is in his bouncy seat and it says "david, are you stinky" oh my god, i just laugh and laugh at that part EVERY TIME! even though i KNOW what the mom is going to say at that part, damn it gets me EVERY TIME! david, are you stinky. HA! i love it. but the whole book is just brilliant. the writing, the artwork, i might ask santa for The Complete Works of David Shannon.
please don't call CPS on my mom. i am sure she won't do it again. you have to understand, she doesn't know what to do with big boys because she never had one before. so don't tell, okay? i really liked the rain, anyways.....
it was all a big tease because just when i was getting good and wet, mom said that was enough and we had to go inside. she had to chase me, pick me up and carry me in tho because i didn't want to go in. i didn't cry about it, but still, i didn't want to go in!!!!!!!
then i watched mommy take a shower and we spent a little time together and then she brought me (didn't i tell you she would do this?) to school again. i don't think the teachers at school will let me play outside in the rain because let's face it--they work with kids all the time and probably know that you shouldn't let babies run around in the rain (especially when they have runny noses) just because they point and grunt at a door.
mommy is excited because my school pictures are coming in today. we are going to make pictures of turkeys by putting paint on our hands today. that should be very fun. my school has books by my favorite author. i have this new book called "david smells"---you should really read it and they have some other "david" books in my class. but there is this part in "david smells"---maybe i shouldn't tell you because i don't want to ruin the book for you, but on this one page the baby is in his bouncy seat and it says "david, are you stinky" oh my god, i just laugh and laugh at that part EVERY TIME! even though i KNOW what the mom is going to say at that part, damn it gets me EVERY TIME! david, are you stinky. HA! i love it. but the whole book is just brilliant. the writing, the artwork, i might ask santa for The Complete Works of David Shannon.
please don't call CPS on my mom. i am sure she won't do it again. you have to understand, she doesn't know what to do with big boys because she never had one before. so don't tell, okay? i really liked the rain, anyways.....
Sunday, November 20, 2005
ah'm fixin' ta swear ah am.
i really must have mother (or should i geet an editor or agent?) proofread these posts before i publish them.. heavens to betsy.....the typos!!!!!
heavens to betsy???? good god, you must be kidding me.
heavens to betsy???? good god, you must be kidding me.
we mustn't tell mother
well...i have barely seen my own mother in DAYS. she went to work, leaving me in the hands of strangers (again) friday. i was asleep when she got home. i saw her briefly sat and sun morning but again, asleep when she got home. something tells me she is going to bring me to that school tomorrow even tho she will hug me and kiss me and prefess how much she missed me. yeah, well, if she missed me so much WHY will she take me to that school??
today i went to red lobster. with, you guessed it....STRANGERS. tiffani, my babysitter (who i guess is starting to be not so much a stranger, but still, she isn't my mom!) took me an hour away to have dinner with her whole family today. i was good in the car AND in the restaurant. AND, i let tiffani pass me around to everyone in her family and let them hold me and go ga ga over my cute-ness. mom is going to love it when she finds out about that. when i am with my mom, i don't let ANYONE else hold me. EVER. i love watching her stumble around "well, you know, it's not that he doesn't like you...it's the age" and all that crap. HA! that's not it at all. ihow does SHE know who i like and don't like. and it isn't my age. i have my reasons why i want to be with mom when she is around and i don't feel the need to post them here. i had no trouble going to tiff's dad, her brother, even her 10 year old sister. i had a grand old time. however, we mustn't tell mother for she will be, well, i don't know what she will be. she is pretty hard to predict sometimes. she won't be maaaaaaad....but i think she will be all like "hey, why don't you let anyone hold you when i'm around" yeah, my mom is pretty freaking witty with those outbursts of hers, so it will probably be along those lines.
tiffani knew to let me eat mac and cheese as finger food. she knew to give me a different toy for the car than the resturant. she knew to get me out of the car for a while. and she even knew i like to drink water threw a straw. i don't know how she knows how to do all this stuff right. she won't nurse me tho. that i can't figure out. and then her husband is going to be a nurse, which i REALLY can't figure out.
well, okay then. i have nothing else to say to any of you. i am going now. i think even tho i am currently sleeping (and writing this....boy am i talented) mom's might be projecting her pissy mood onto me and it might be affecting my normally charming wit on this little blog o mine. i heard i have a couple of uncles coming up for thanksgiving. that's terrific. maybe once someone explains to me what an uncle is and what thanksgiving is, maybe i will muster a bitmore enthusiasm. i am thankful for the milk jugs. god bless the milk jugs.
today i went to red lobster. with, you guessed it....STRANGERS. tiffani, my babysitter (who i guess is starting to be not so much a stranger, but still, she isn't my mom!) took me an hour away to have dinner with her whole family today. i was good in the car AND in the restaurant. AND, i let tiffani pass me around to everyone in her family and let them hold me and go ga ga over my cute-ness. mom is going to love it when she finds out about that. when i am with my mom, i don't let ANYONE else hold me. EVER. i love watching her stumble around "well, you know, it's not that he doesn't like you...it's the age" and all that crap. HA! that's not it at all. ihow does SHE know who i like and don't like. and it isn't my age. i have my reasons why i want to be with mom when she is around and i don't feel the need to post them here. i had no trouble going to tiff's dad, her brother, even her 10 year old sister. i had a grand old time. however, we mustn't tell mother for she will be, well, i don't know what she will be. she is pretty hard to predict sometimes. she won't be maaaaaaad....but i think she will be all like "hey, why don't you let anyone hold you when i'm around" yeah, my mom is pretty freaking witty with those outbursts of hers, so it will probably be along those lines.
tiffani knew to let me eat mac and cheese as finger food. she knew to give me a different toy for the car than the resturant. she knew to get me out of the car for a while. and she even knew i like to drink water threw a straw. i don't know how she knows how to do all this stuff right. she won't nurse me tho. that i can't figure out. and then her husband is going to be a nurse, which i REALLY can't figure out.
well, okay then. i have nothing else to say to any of you. i am going now. i think even tho i am currently sleeping (and writing this....boy am i talented) mom's might be projecting her pissy mood onto me and it might be affecting my normally charming wit on this little blog o mine. i heard i have a couple of uncles coming up for thanksgiving. that's terrific. maybe once someone explains to me what an uncle is and what thanksgiving is, maybe i will muster a bitmore enthusiasm. i am thankful for the milk jugs. god bless the milk jugs.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
velcro feels goooood on my gums
so, ever since i could walk, ma had made me wear these shoes called "bobux" because they are the only things that fit on my big ol' piggies. they are basically ballet slippers dressed up to look like real shoes. i like them fine and they stay on me feet good. well, ma decided that since i am in wet grass more now and in places where there is rocks and sharp things she decided it was time for me to have big boy shoes. so we went to stride rite where i got measured. turns out, my feet are so huge and so thick, i had a choice in the whole store between 2 shoes. well, really one shoe, but i had a choice between laces or velcro. i chose velcro because it tastes better. feels good on my gums. can't buy cheap shoes at target. don't think mom didn't try, either. can't wear ANY shoes from any normal store. nope. i'm a 5 EXTRA wide. so, i got some real sneaks and i walked pretty good in them and they are fine. mom said when she was little whenever she got new shoes, she thought they made her run faster. well, i can't run yet, and let's face it, she's a little strange, so y'know, let;s just wear the shoes and move on....
i had the best dinner. mom is finally perfecting her cheese sauce. the key is a LOT of pepper, mustard and only slightly cooked onions. then, she threw in a brick of tofu in with the cheese sauce and put it in the loud babyfood maker thing and mmmmm mmmmm mmmm. i wish she left that fattening broccoli out of my mac and cheese and tofu tho, man. i got a drop a few pounds in my feet! we both ate the same thiing for dinner. well, mom had a lot of cookies as well, but that broccoli was enough for me. but i digress. i mean, i perseverate. eh-hem.
dad wanted to know if i was doing anything new. i guess i am just perfecting some of the stuff i have been doing. i am trying to say more words. i like to try to say "hummus" and "lasagna" (yaYAya) and sometimes i try to imitate what mom says. and i sing. and i can almost climb on the couch by myself. of course, i am still really into sweeping and swiffering. mom hid the vacuum when she cought me kissing it. i bet if auntie laura asked one of her psychics we'd find out i was married to it in a past life. oh auntie---i tease.
well, i am pretty sure i have crap in my pants because i feel warm and squishy, so i think i will practice my running in my new shoes, while mom chases me.
i had the best dinner. mom is finally perfecting her cheese sauce. the key is a LOT of pepper, mustard and only slightly cooked onions. then, she threw in a brick of tofu in with the cheese sauce and put it in the loud babyfood maker thing and mmmmm mmmmm mmmm. i wish she left that fattening broccoli out of my mac and cheese and tofu tho, man. i got a drop a few pounds in my feet! we both ate the same thiing for dinner. well, mom had a lot of cookies as well, but that broccoli was enough for me. but i digress. i mean, i perseverate. eh-hem.
dad wanted to know if i was doing anything new. i guess i am just perfecting some of the stuff i have been doing. i am trying to say more words. i like to try to say "hummus" and "lasagna" (yaYAya) and sometimes i try to imitate what mom says. and i sing. and i can almost climb on the couch by myself. of course, i am still really into sweeping and swiffering. mom hid the vacuum when she cought me kissing it. i bet if auntie laura asked one of her psychics we'd find out i was married to it in a past life. oh auntie---i tease.
well, i am pretty sure i have crap in my pants because i feel warm and squishy, so i think i will practice my running in my new shoes, while mom chases me.
Monday, November 14, 2005
on the upswing?
well, here i am at day care again after my mother abaondoned me all weekend. does she think that just because i got to stay home while she left me that it makes it okay for her to just drop me off like dry cleaning today? "okay! see ya! i will pick you up around 3!" like i was a suit that needed to be cleaned. i wonder what a suit is....
just because my teachers told mom that i had a rough day friday and that they think it would be better for me if i came--even for a couple hours--every monday wednesday and friday. of course i thought mom would say "no thanks, i am away from him for so long all weekend, i don't think i can bear to be away from him on my days off" that is what she SHOULD have said. if she LOVED me. if she was a GOOD MOM, that is what she would have said. but no. oh no--you know what she said? "i think that is a good idea. i will bring him in just for a few hours on monday and wednesdays." and a few other things about me being around other kids and getting things done around the house and she might have thrown something in there about missing me and it is hard to leave me, but i think that was probably my imagination.
well, things have been busy here since me and mom got over our bird flus. my gramma and pa pop shea came over last weekend and stayed with me while mom worked. i really like them and we had a pretty good time. they did things a lot like mom does. except the boob thing. then, mommy had to fire nicole. she was so nervous, but she did it. i liked that nicole. fortunately, mom told her she would like her to babysit for me sometimes, like in the evening every so often (jeez--making plans to leave me some MORE?), but that she didn't think it was fair to her to put so much pressure on her to be here every single weekend when she has fun things she wants to do. nicole's mother returned my car seat and key. mom thought nicole's mom was going to beat her up or something for firing her, but it turns out she was very sweet and said nicole understood.
then we had other visitors. my mommy's dad--the other pa-pop (we call them that because i can say it) and his wife. they were here for 3 days.
then mommy went back to work again. now i have a new babysitter named tiffiani. her husband is going to be a nurse like my mommy. i don't know how he can nurse because i don't think he has boobies, but what do i know, i am only one. she picked me up from school friday. me with my cough and my copious boogers and my teething pain and fussiness. did i mention that even thhough i have slept thru the night, almost every night since i was 5 months old, that this past week i haven't slept thru the night even once! no one is very happy about that. anyways...nicole was here saturday all day, and i wasn't happy about itl my teeth hurts, i hate my cough, i don't know who this chick is, my nose is running, i want my mom. i even kept going to the door calling her..."mama mama mama" but she didn't come back till after my story at night. well, she came back again sunday that tiffani. all i could do is throw up my hands and accept it, so i made the best of it and me and her had a grand old time. we went to her friends house and they had a big dog and i was very gentle when i pet him, so i didn't get bit. he was a very big dog and i liked him. i think this tiffani lady is going to be fun....but i have to get to know her a little bit better first. mommy seems to like her very much. well, golly, i have so much more on my mind, but i think i see my lunch......so thanks for reading and well, that's it. i don'tknow how to end these things.
just because my teachers told mom that i had a rough day friday and that they think it would be better for me if i came--even for a couple hours--every monday wednesday and friday. of course i thought mom would say "no thanks, i am away from him for so long all weekend, i don't think i can bear to be away from him on my days off" that is what she SHOULD have said. if she LOVED me. if she was a GOOD MOM, that is what she would have said. but no. oh no--you know what she said? "i think that is a good idea. i will bring him in just for a few hours on monday and wednesdays." and a few other things about me being around other kids and getting things done around the house and she might have thrown something in there about missing me and it is hard to leave me, but i think that was probably my imagination.
well, things have been busy here since me and mom got over our bird flus. my gramma and pa pop shea came over last weekend and stayed with me while mom worked. i really like them and we had a pretty good time. they did things a lot like mom does. except the boob thing. then, mommy had to fire nicole. she was so nervous, but she did it. i liked that nicole. fortunately, mom told her she would like her to babysit for me sometimes, like in the evening every so often (jeez--making plans to leave me some MORE?), but that she didn't think it was fair to her to put so much pressure on her to be here every single weekend when she has fun things she wants to do. nicole's mother returned my car seat and key. mom thought nicole's mom was going to beat her up or something for firing her, but it turns out she was very sweet and said nicole understood.
then we had other visitors. my mommy's dad--the other pa-pop (we call them that because i can say it) and his wife. they were here for 3 days.
then mommy went back to work again. now i have a new babysitter named tiffiani. her husband is going to be a nurse like my mommy. i don't know how he can nurse because i don't think he has boobies, but what do i know, i am only one. she picked me up from school friday. me with my cough and my copious boogers and my teething pain and fussiness. did i mention that even thhough i have slept thru the night, almost every night since i was 5 months old, that this past week i haven't slept thru the night even once! no one is very happy about that. anyways...nicole was here saturday all day, and i wasn't happy about itl my teeth hurts, i hate my cough, i don't know who this chick is, my nose is running, i want my mom. i even kept going to the door calling her..."mama mama mama" but she didn't come back till after my story at night. well, she came back again sunday that tiffani. all i could do is throw up my hands and accept it, so i made the best of it and me and her had a grand old time. we went to her friends house and they had a big dog and i was very gentle when i pet him, so i didn't get bit. he was a very big dog and i liked him. i think this tiffani lady is going to be fun....but i have to get to know her a little bit better first. mommy seems to like her very much. well, golly, i have so much more on my mind, but i think i see my lunch......so thanks for reading and well, that's it. i don'tknow how to end these things.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
even old people like to go out on friday nights sometimes
these are all the things mommy and daddy have tried to do to find me a new babysitter:
post cute flyers up at the college.
call the department of aging and talk with their senior employment department (where mommy was told "even old people like to go out on friday nights sometimes).
both the college and the old people were offended when she told them how much she was going to pay. who else...
a mass e mail sent to the "new arrivals" group.
the church we went to a few times.
a lady mommy knows from "new arrivals" who has a friend who just moved here who used to be a nanny.
granny and grandpappy shea are coming up for the weekend to watch me so mommy can go to the job she loves so much.
mommy did get one response from the flyer today, so keep your fingers crossed.
i have been very very fussy the last couple days. i am not sick any more, so mommy doesn't know what crawled up by butt. it's nothing really, i just want mommy to hold me all the time. i have decided that walking is overrated and she can carry me everywhere. all the time. my great grandmother says i am a prince, and auntie karen says i am a princess and mommy says i am a drama queen, so i think, as royalty, i should be carried all the time. that's all.
i think halloweenwas stupid by the way. i don't see what the fuss was all about. although i have to admit, the chicken costume was mightly comfy......
i can say "up" "done" "teeth" and i can communicate "no" by viorously shaking my head, which i do many many many times a day. you wouldn't know i was saying up, done and teeth but mommy does. clear as day to her. she's a smart one.
post cute flyers up at the college.
call the department of aging and talk with their senior employment department (where mommy was told "even old people like to go out on friday nights sometimes).
both the college and the old people were offended when she told them how much she was going to pay. who else...
a mass e mail sent to the "new arrivals" group.
the church we went to a few times.
a lady mommy knows from "new arrivals" who has a friend who just moved here who used to be a nanny.
granny and grandpappy shea are coming up for the weekend to watch me so mommy can go to the job she loves so much.
mommy did get one response from the flyer today, so keep your fingers crossed.
i have been very very fussy the last couple days. i am not sick any more, so mommy doesn't know what crawled up by butt. it's nothing really, i just want mommy to hold me all the time. i have decided that walking is overrated and she can carry me everywhere. all the time. my great grandmother says i am a prince, and auntie karen says i am a princess and mommy says i am a drama queen, so i think, as royalty, i should be carried all the time. that's all.
i think halloweenwas stupid by the way. i don't see what the fuss was all about. although i have to admit, the chicken costume was mightly comfy......
i can say "up" "done" "teeth" and i can communicate "no" by viorously shaking my head, which i do many many many times a day. you wouldn't know i was saying up, done and teeth but mommy does. clear as day to her. she's a smart one.
Monday, October 31, 2005
who are you and what have you done with my mommy
this lady who looks like my mommy, but can't be, went to the grocery store and bought me juice and nilla wafers. i am not allowed junk food and juice counts as junk food. but, i haven't eaten in 3 days and mommy says she will try anything to get me to eat and drink. she didn't have to break out the juice, but i liked the nilla wafers and they did seem to do the trick in getting my appetite back. i actually ate some dinner. however, i am practicing my fun new skill: shaking my head vigorously in protest of whatever mommy wants me to do or have. "eat this!" "shake shake shake (my head)" "come here" (no!) let's go ! NO! no no no no no no. i don't SAY it, but the idea is loud and clear. and i am realizing that i can bite lots of things. so, i stopped biting the nipples, but now i bite everything else. it is so fun. i can't believe i didn't realize i could do that before.
i was a chicken for halloween. mommy dressed me up this morning and took pictures. then she dressed me up again tonight and let me run around outside waiting for all the trick or treaters. i saw some. if i could figure out how to post a picture, i would show you all how cute i am but alas, i can't figure it out and we have a mac so of course EVERYTHING is a bigger project. well, it is time for me to sleep and time for mommy to finish rearranging the living room because she says she is sick of yelling at me to stop touching the wine, the cords and all the other things. she said she is just getting rid of every thing i can't touch or putting it out of reach. yeah, good luck with that, lady. i think you ought to spend your time doing something else. you can't stop me.
i was a chicken for halloween. mommy dressed me up this morning and took pictures. then she dressed me up again tonight and let me run around outside waiting for all the trick or treaters. i saw some. if i could figure out how to post a picture, i would show you all how cute i am but alas, i can't figure it out and we have a mac so of course EVERYTHING is a bigger project. well, it is time for me to sleep and time for mommy to finish rearranging the living room because she says she is sick of yelling at me to stop touching the wine, the cords and all the other things. she said she is just getting rid of every thing i can't touch or putting it out of reach. yeah, good luck with that, lady. i think you ought to spend your time doing something else. you can't stop me.
who are you and what have you done with my mommy
this lady who looks like my mommy, but can't be, went to the grocery store and bought me juice and nilla wafers. i am not allowed junk food and juice counts as junk food. but, i haven't eaten in 3 days and mommy says she will try anything to get me to eat and drink. she didn't have to break out the juice, but i liked the nilla wafers and they did seem to do the trick in getting my appetite back. i actually ate some dinner. however, i am practicing my fun new skill: shaking my head vigorously in protest of whatever mommy wants me to do or have. "eat this!" "shake shake shake (my head)" "come here" (no!) let's go ! NO! no no no no no no. i don't SAY it, but the idea is loud and clear. and i am realizing that i can bite lots of things. so, i stopped biting the nipples, but now i bite everything else. it is so fun. i can't believe i didn't realize i could do that before.
i was a chicken for halloween. mommy dressed me up this morning and took pictures. then she dressed me up again tonight and let me run around outside waiting for all the trick or treaters. i saw some. if i could figure out how to post a picture, i would show you all how cute i am but alas, i can't figure it out and we have a mac so of course EVERYTHING is a bigger project. well, it is time for me to sleep and time for mommy to finish rearranging the living room because she says she is sick of yelling at me to stop touching the wine, the cords and all the other things. she said she is just getting rid of every thing i can't touch or putting it out of reach. yeah, good luck with that, lady. i think you ought to spend your time doing something else. you can't stop me.
i was a chicken for halloween. mommy dressed me up this morning and took pictures. then she dressed me up again tonight and let me run around outside waiting for all the trick or treaters. i saw some. if i could figure out how to post a picture, i would show you all how cute i am but alas, i can't figure it out and we have a mac so of course EVERYTHING is a bigger project. well, it is time for me to sleep and time for mommy to finish rearranging the living room because she says she is sick of yelling at me to stop touching the wine, the cords and all the other things. she said she is just getting rid of every thing i can't touch or putting it out of reach. yeah, good luck with that, lady. i think you ought to spend your time doing something else. you can't stop me.
mommy and me are not the same person
she, SHE is feeling better, so she is announcing to the world the WE are feeling better. but the truth is...i don't think i am feeling much better. just cuz SHE is feeling better...i mean, hello, she and me ain't the same, right? my temp went up to 104.0 last night...103.6 the night before....and i still don't want to eat. and mom has been tying to get me off the boob and on to sippy cups and food this morning, but i don't want it. so, she called the doctor's office and spoke to a nurse who said, let him nurse today and if he spikes again tonight to bring him in tomorrow morning to see what is going on. i don't want to go to the doctor's. they give shots there. they make me sit on a scale. they poke at me and i don't wanna go.
mom took me outside in my chicken costume today to get pictures. altho, of course they are adorable because they are ME, they are not full of my typical vim or vigor because i just don't feel that good. she's talking about going to the mall with me as a chicken. i don't know about that. other people might see me....you know, if i am still sick, i don't think that would be a good idea. and i don't know about going to a mall dressed as a chicken! i mean, do you think other people will be dressed as a chicken? even chik-filet has a guy dressed as a cow.
okay then, well, thanks for visiting. soon, i hope to have deep thoughts and funny stories to write about and not just my latest tempurature. soon, pro'ly.
mom took me outside in my chicken costume today to get pictures. altho, of course they are adorable because they are ME, they are not full of my typical vim or vigor because i just don't feel that good. she's talking about going to the mall with me as a chicken. i don't know about that. other people might see me....you know, if i am still sick, i don't think that would be a good idea. and i don't know about going to a mall dressed as a chicken! i mean, do you think other people will be dressed as a chicken? even chik-filet has a guy dressed as a cow.
okay then, well, thanks for visiting. soon, i hope to have deep thoughts and funny stories to write about and not just my latest tempurature. soon, pro'ly.
Saturday, October 29, 2005
gettin better
well, mommy keeps trying to give me this horrible tasting stuff she calls "antibiotic" which i think is very mean. she says it is the reason why i am feeling so much better today. mommy says that she is also feeling better today than she has in over 2 weeks (bout time lady). i don't mind the orange stuff so much mommy gives me when i am hot (motrin she calls it) but that antibiotic crap---man oh man. she has to put me in the high chair, get me in a head lock from behind and try to avoid my cunning wily fast moving hands and put it really fast in the side of my cheek. you think i am kidding, but i am not. isn't this abuse?
i still have no appetite, but i have mom's jugs, so i have been glued to those bad boys since yesterday. and OH! i learned a fun new game. i cannot believe i never figured this one out before today. i didn't realize how much mommy loves it when i bite down on her nipples! oh you should have heard the screams of delight, which of course made ME happy and i did it again and again. i have had these chompers for a couple months now and i have never used them for biting. she screamed and was like "oh my god---no biting! don't do that!" but then i did it again and she screamed in glee again.
one of the nurses from work called to check in on mommy today. she said she can't figure out if they are really that nice or if they are suspicious or something. her boss called her last week "just to see how she was feeling and if she could bring her anything". since mommy is a naturally suspicious person (with, at times, a justifiably guilty conscience) she doesn't trust these "just want to see how you are feeling" phone calls. but honestly, i think she just works with some very nice people who really DO want to see how we are feeling. i mean, she had gone to work quite sick several times, so i don't think anyone thinks anything inappropriate is going on! there are just some very nice people reaching out. they know daddy is away. mommy really ought to try to be a little less cynical.
i am so glad we are both doing so much better already. it is good that we just lay low this weekend and try to rest. well, i don't need to rest. i have lots of things to grab and take and knock over and play with. fever shmever! i got things to do!!!!!
i still have no appetite, but i have mom's jugs, so i have been glued to those bad boys since yesterday. and OH! i learned a fun new game. i cannot believe i never figured this one out before today. i didn't realize how much mommy loves it when i bite down on her nipples! oh you should have heard the screams of delight, which of course made ME happy and i did it again and again. i have had these chompers for a couple months now and i have never used them for biting. she screamed and was like "oh my god---no biting! don't do that!" but then i did it again and she screamed in glee again.
one of the nurses from work called to check in on mommy today. she said she can't figure out if they are really that nice or if they are suspicious or something. her boss called her last week "just to see how she was feeling and if she could bring her anything". since mommy is a naturally suspicious person (with, at times, a justifiably guilty conscience) she doesn't trust these "just want to see how you are feeling" phone calls. but honestly, i think she just works with some very nice people who really DO want to see how we are feeling. i mean, she had gone to work quite sick several times, so i don't think anyone thinks anything inappropriate is going on! there are just some very nice people reaching out. they know daddy is away. mommy really ought to try to be a little less cynical.
i am so glad we are both doing so much better already. it is good that we just lay low this weekend and try to rest. well, i don't need to rest. i have lots of things to grab and take and knock over and play with. fever shmever! i got things to do!!!!!
Friday, October 28, 2005
i'm not even THINKIN about my day care problems right now
well, the day care situation is pretty much shot to shit (sorry mom, i don't usually swear). nicole isn't working out....the center forgot to tell me they decided to cancel weekends.....but alas there are more pressing matters right now.
i am going to let mommy tell the story because she tells it better than i do and i am sooooooo weak..........(uh hek uh hek)
i will try to leave the drama out of it and stick to the facts. so last night donovan has a temp of 102.4. well, that is high and i don't like it, but okay, we will keep an eye on things. this morning early it was 100.1--hooray---then at around 11:30 it went up to 103.0!!!!!!!!!!!! of course, i called the pediatrician right away and gave ibuprofen. he gets diagnosed with red ears, which i think is the medical term for an ear infection, so we are ordered antibiotics (ah yes, it begins.....antibiotics with no culture, brilliant altho--how do they culture ears, maybe they can't ok, i'll let it go). of course we get them filled.
well, i decided to take myself to the urgent care because although i had thought i was getting better from my 2 week "cold" even though i myself had a course of antibiotics and even a week of steroids. neither seemed to help at all, i thought i would just get better with time. anyways, today i felt a lot worse than i had the past 2 weeks. i just felt awful....and this is after 2 weeks of this crap. so off we go to the medac, the urgent care chain store around here. turns out i have a temp of 101.6 and low and behold: pneumonia! so i am given antibiotics--levaquin-- (i had a chest x ray to confirm the pneumonia) and a puffer. and of course, a note to stay out of work for the weekend. i am sure this antibiotic will help pretty quick, because it is the strongest pill out there, really. if i am not significantly better by monday, IV antibiotics are the next course. i promise you, these will help, oooh. i had better get some yogurt for myself. i don't need to add a, ok, well, never mind. these are strong meds and they will wipe out the good and the bad germs!
oh, but this story isn't over! we get home, and d. is clearly burning up. try 105.1 yes, that is not a typo: 105.1 so watch mommy the nurse freak out. i shove more motrin down his gullet (THAT was a battle) and his first dose of amoxicillin. with all the wonders of medical science, do you think they could make an antibiotic for a baby not smell (and i am sure, taste) like friggin athletes foot on a dead pig? hmmmm, where did i get that? i am getting dramatic? it stinks man, whaddya want?! and then i call vitalink, our local on call talk-to-a-nurse number to see if i should take him to the er. she had me give him a tepid bath, keep him cool for 30 minutes and recheck his temp. it went down to 102.9. weird that i am happy about 102.9 i also was intructed in the appropriate doses for both motrin and tylenol. turns out i have been under dosing him, but the packages give you such a wide range. of course, he is in the children's meds because he is over 26 pounds now. i give him all kinds of things that say "talk to a doctor before giving to children under 2". of course, i always ask. i wish all medicine--and all clothes come to think of it--would just not do the whole age thing and do everything by weight.
okeedoke then. i really wish there was someone here to help. i hate to sound like a baby. i know things have been off to a rocky start with keith leaving, but i am also confident that they will work out and be fine. we will find better child care....everything will be okay. this weekend, however, i guess i am feeling a little babyish and wishing for someone to just...i don't know. be here. clean my house. help me chase around donovan who as soon as his temp goes below 103 seems to be ready to get into everything (except eating and drinking). well, it is almost 8 pm and honestly, i am just spent, so i am going to bed. the baby is asleep and i am afraid that he WILL sleep all night (and spike again) and i am afraid he WON'T sleep all night, for obviousl reasons. okeedoke then. not looking for pity, just needed to get this all out.
PS all this on the night of the halloween party where he is supposed to be a CHICKEN! i was so looking forward to it!
i am going to let mommy tell the story because she tells it better than i do and i am sooooooo weak..........(uh hek uh hek)
i will try to leave the drama out of it and stick to the facts. so last night donovan has a temp of 102.4. well, that is high and i don't like it, but okay, we will keep an eye on things. this morning early it was 100.1--hooray---then at around 11:30 it went up to 103.0!!!!!!!!!!!! of course, i called the pediatrician right away and gave ibuprofen. he gets diagnosed with red ears, which i think is the medical term for an ear infection, so we are ordered antibiotics (ah yes, it begins.....antibiotics with no culture, brilliant altho--how do they culture ears, maybe they can't ok, i'll let it go). of course we get them filled.
well, i decided to take myself to the urgent care because although i had thought i was getting better from my 2 week "cold" even though i myself had a course of antibiotics and even a week of steroids. neither seemed to help at all, i thought i would just get better with time. anyways, today i felt a lot worse than i had the past 2 weeks. i just felt awful....and this is after 2 weeks of this crap. so off we go to the medac, the urgent care chain store around here. turns out i have a temp of 101.6 and low and behold: pneumonia! so i am given antibiotics--levaquin-- (i had a chest x ray to confirm the pneumonia) and a puffer. and of course, a note to stay out of work for the weekend. i am sure this antibiotic will help pretty quick, because it is the strongest pill out there, really. if i am not significantly better by monday, IV antibiotics are the next course. i promise you, these will help, oooh. i had better get some yogurt for myself. i don't need to add a, ok, well, never mind. these are strong meds and they will wipe out the good and the bad germs!
oh, but this story isn't over! we get home, and d. is clearly burning up. try 105.1 yes, that is not a typo: 105.1 so watch mommy the nurse freak out. i shove more motrin down his gullet (THAT was a battle) and his first dose of amoxicillin. with all the wonders of medical science, do you think they could make an antibiotic for a baby not smell (and i am sure, taste) like friggin athletes foot on a dead pig? hmmmm, where did i get that? i am getting dramatic? it stinks man, whaddya want?! and then i call vitalink, our local on call talk-to-a-nurse number to see if i should take him to the er. she had me give him a tepid bath, keep him cool for 30 minutes and recheck his temp. it went down to 102.9. weird that i am happy about 102.9 i also was intructed in the appropriate doses for both motrin and tylenol. turns out i have been under dosing him, but the packages give you such a wide range. of course, he is in the children's meds because he is over 26 pounds now. i give him all kinds of things that say "talk to a doctor before giving to children under 2". of course, i always ask. i wish all medicine--and all clothes come to think of it--would just not do the whole age thing and do everything by weight.
okeedoke then. i really wish there was someone here to help. i hate to sound like a baby. i know things have been off to a rocky start with keith leaving, but i am also confident that they will work out and be fine. we will find better child care....everything will be okay. this weekend, however, i guess i am feeling a little babyish and wishing for someone to just...i don't know. be here. clean my house. help me chase around donovan who as soon as his temp goes below 103 seems to be ready to get into everything (except eating and drinking). well, it is almost 8 pm and honestly, i am just spent, so i am going to bed. the baby is asleep and i am afraid that he WILL sleep all night (and spike again) and i am afraid he WON'T sleep all night, for obviousl reasons. okeedoke then. not looking for pity, just needed to get this all out.
PS all this on the night of the halloween party where he is supposed to be a CHICKEN! i was so looking forward to it!
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
baby it's cold outside
mom took me to school today. i had to wear a coat. there was frost on the car windows! it wasn't just chilly: oooh better wear a jacket---it was hatcoatgloves COLD! mommy said she would have liked it better if she owned a coat. apparently she is going to have to buy one. it is sunny and crisp---a perfect fall day. we just got cought off guard with how cold it was. mommy said bring on the cold, just leave the snow somewhere else. snow? what is snow? it sounds like "no" so i probably wouldn't like it.
mommy is no fun. this morning, when i was making my rounds to touch the lamp cord, phone plug, and phone cord, mommy was just like "no" and moved me. there was no ooomph to it....no emotion. i really didn't feel it. look, if she isn't going to put a little more feeling into this "no" game that we love so much, i am not going to play anymore. i am trying to stir up the pot by climbing on the step stool and opening the box of cat litter. well, i will have to find something that will get her excited.
well, gotta go....thanks for stopping by and reading this.
mommy is no fun. this morning, when i was making my rounds to touch the lamp cord, phone plug, and phone cord, mommy was just like "no" and moved me. there was no ooomph to it....no emotion. i really didn't feel it. look, if she isn't going to put a little more feeling into this "no" game that we love so much, i am not going to play anymore. i am trying to stir up the pot by climbing on the step stool and opening the box of cat litter. well, i will have to find something that will get her excited.
well, gotta go....thanks for stopping by and reading this.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
this one's from mommy
hi, hope you all don't mind hearing form donovan's mommy here. the big d. is in his crib. he should be napping, but instead he is making rasperry sounds and...singing(?)--very soprano i might add. my son is obsessed with cleaning implements. specifically, the vacuum, the broom the swiffer and the new carpet swiffer thing. the mop to a lesser degree, but that could be because he doesn't see the mop as often (i usually only mop when he is asleep). i let him play with the swiffer and the broom and it is very cute because he doesn't use it WELL (since they are 3 times as tall as he is), but he uses them appropriately. aaah, once he gets a bit older and bigger......
he is really challenging me with his behavior this past week. he is willfully going to everything he knows he isn't supposed to touch and gleefully (sometimes just smiling, sometimes laughing) touching. i have tried yelling, very firm but quiet, looking angry---every tone and volume of "no" i can think of, short of being abusive and dammit if he doesn't laugh at me every time. i can't just give in, for obviousl reasons and i understand WHY he is doing this behavior.....but i am not sure how to get him to stop. maybe he likes the reaction too much and since he already KNOWS what he is doing is a "no" maybe i should not give him the satisfaction of the reaction, and just say "no" and redirect him. i'll try that.
he is going to daycare mom wed and fri this week (i need the break, if only because of my bad case of tuberculosis/bird flu) but he isn't going this weekend. nicole, my 17 year old sitter will be watching him here. the weekend day care situation was horrendous, so i am hoping that this works out better. but, it too has the potential for chaos.
well, this is the most boring post ever, i have a headache (that tb/bird flu thing) and dr phil is on. so, thanks for listening.
he is really challenging me with his behavior this past week. he is willfully going to everything he knows he isn't supposed to touch and gleefully (sometimes just smiling, sometimes laughing) touching. i have tried yelling, very firm but quiet, looking angry---every tone and volume of "no" i can think of, short of being abusive and dammit if he doesn't laugh at me every time. i can't just give in, for obviousl reasons and i understand WHY he is doing this behavior.....but i am not sure how to get him to stop. maybe he likes the reaction too much and since he already KNOWS what he is doing is a "no" maybe i should not give him the satisfaction of the reaction, and just say "no" and redirect him. i'll try that.
he is going to daycare mom wed and fri this week (i need the break, if only because of my bad case of tuberculosis/bird flu) but he isn't going this weekend. nicole, my 17 year old sitter will be watching him here. the weekend day care situation was horrendous, so i am hoping that this works out better. but, it too has the potential for chaos.
well, this is the most boring post ever, i have a headache (that tb/bird flu thing) and dr phil is on. so, thanks for listening.
Monday, October 24, 2005
i was going to write something rude and inappropriate
but i changed my mind. i can do the sign for love and refridgerator. and i peed on mom's foot on purpose. and, i chewed on diaper wipes and spit little pieces out while mom changed my stinky diaper. it was great fun. i am not really sure why she let me. either she is really dumb (she is still trying to give me raisin bread) or it's another one of those "pick your battles" things. i love my popcorn popper walker thing (mommy said she had one when she was little too). that and my phone. love them. LOVE THEM. have a strange fascination with the broom, the vacuum and the plastic wisk. today, when i purposefully touched something i know i am not supposed to touch, mommy yelled "no" and she pointed at me....so you know what i did? that's right---looked right at her and chomped on her finger. that's right, bits, don'choo point at me. mmmm hmmm.
i got 4 post cards from my daddy. i wish he was here. mommy is boring me to death.
i got 4 post cards from my daddy. i wish he was here. mommy is boring me to death.
school is cool
mommy sure seems to be getting over her guilt over bringing me to school. she brought me to school yesterday even though she called in sick to work. she said she needed to rest. she told me she stayed in bed all day. she has been sick for a loooong time. it's getting old. then she did it again! she brought me to school again today and she doesn't even have to go to work today. she said she would just bring me for a few hours so she can keep getting better and pick up a few things around the house (altho i have all my toys exACTLY where i want them, so she had better not touch them). here is the interesting thing that blew mommy away today.....i didn't cry at all. when she handed me to miss shirley i fussed for half a second, then i wiggled out of miss shirley's arms to get down and started to play. mommy gave me a kiss and that was that. well, i have alot to do and only a few hours before mommy comes to get me, so thanks for visiting and come back again real soon y'all.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
baby likes it HOT
mommy gave me 2 scrambled eggs for breakfast this morning with hot salsa. it was the best thing i ever ate. she couldn't feed it to me fast enough. i LOVE scrambled eggs!!!!!!!! but, i was still hungry after those 2 eggs, so she gave me a bowl of cheerios and 1/2 a banana. she also gave me some raisin bread toast, but i heard babies aren't supposed to have raisins, so i didn't eat it for my own safety. i can really pack away the food, man. mmmm mmmm i love to eat.
i have to look out for myself, you know. mommy isn't herself. giving her baby raisin bread. tsk tsk.
i am surprised mommy is holding it together so well. this is supposed to be MY blog, about ME, but i have to talk about mommy a little bit. things are just off to a rocky start without daddy here. mommy is sick....the weekend at day care fiasco....(it was a disASTAH--ha ha). then, the a/c guys came in to do maintanance on the a/c---which had to be done in MY closet, JUST AS SOON AS I GOT TO SLEEP FOR MY NAP! well, the air was working fine till they got here. now it's broke. yikes. pretty hot, too. tee hee. it just keeps getting better and better, don't it ma?
then, mommy decided to bring me to day care today even tho it isn't my normal day (um, yeah, i, um, i'm writing this FROM day care, that's right) because she said she needs to clean up this hell hole and cook some baby food (mommy herself hasn't been able to eat lately, but she is in no danger of blowing away with all that extra she has packed on). so i guess she wanted to talk to michelle, the owner of the day care, but she wasn't in. so, she talked to the lady who was at the desk to express her concern over being called at 5pm on sunday to say she had to pick me up right away because they were closing....you know what that lady said? she didn't apologize or even acknowledge the situation at all! all she said was, "well, we are stopping the weekend care anyways. you were supposed to get a call about that." i was busy playing in the classroom (i got to bring in my pumpkin today), but i bet mommy wanted to reach over and throttle that b-----unprofessional lady.
so, of course all arrangements were made based on this weekend day care. pulled out of the other center, fixed the work schedule, got the babysitter.....well, we'll see what will happen now! maybe nicole will take care of me all weekend. it would be just as well. we can't afford a actual nanny, and i like that nicole anyways.
well, it's time for my snack, so i have to go.
i have to look out for myself, you know. mommy isn't herself. giving her baby raisin bread. tsk tsk.
i am surprised mommy is holding it together so well. this is supposed to be MY blog, about ME, but i have to talk about mommy a little bit. things are just off to a rocky start without daddy here. mommy is sick....the weekend at day care fiasco....(it was a disASTAH--ha ha). then, the a/c guys came in to do maintanance on the a/c---which had to be done in MY closet, JUST AS SOON AS I GOT TO SLEEP FOR MY NAP! well, the air was working fine till they got here. now it's broke. yikes. pretty hot, too. tee hee. it just keeps getting better and better, don't it ma?
then, mommy decided to bring me to day care today even tho it isn't my normal day (um, yeah, i, um, i'm writing this FROM day care, that's right) because she said she needs to clean up this hell hole and cook some baby food (mommy herself hasn't been able to eat lately, but she is in no danger of blowing away with all that extra she has packed on). so i guess she wanted to talk to michelle, the owner of the day care, but she wasn't in. so, she talked to the lady who was at the desk to express her concern over being called at 5pm on sunday to say she had to pick me up right away because they were closing....you know what that lady said? she didn't apologize or even acknowledge the situation at all! all she said was, "well, we are stopping the weekend care anyways. you were supposed to get a call about that." i was busy playing in the classroom (i got to bring in my pumpkin today), but i bet mommy wanted to reach over and throttle that b-----unprofessional lady.
so, of course all arrangements were made based on this weekend day care. pulled out of the other center, fixed the work schedule, got the babysitter.....well, we'll see what will happen now! maybe nicole will take care of me all weekend. it would be just as well. we can't afford a actual nanny, and i like that nicole anyways.
well, it's time for my snack, so i have to go.
Monday, October 17, 2005
mom lets me eat toilet paper
so mom and me were playing this hysterical game: i picked a little piece of toilet paper off the roll and tried to put it in my mouth. then she would grab it out of my hand and say "don't eat that!" this went on for a few minutes, when finally, she just said, "fine, eat it. it probably won't hurt you--extra fiber for ya" she totally called my bluff. i chewed on the paper for a while, but i couldn't swallow it, so i just spit it out. i guess with mommy not feeling well, she doesn't have the energy to play all my fun games. oh well, her loss.
i don't think it is fair that at one year old i have chores to do. i don't even get an allowance. i have to push my high chair back to the dining room after EVERY SINGLE MEAL, even if while i am pushiing my chair i see something interesting, like a cheerio i left on the ground that i was saving. nope, it's "come on donovan, you have to do you chore" nag nag nag. you think that's it? no. i have to turn off the bathroom light after my bath. EVERY NIGHT. what's up with that, yo? i'm ONE for crying out loud!
me and mommy went to the doctor today and SHE got 2 shots in the hiney and i got NO shots! now she knows how it feels. but she didn't cry. they also put a tube in her mouth and made her breathe in it for a few minutes. it was supposed to help her stop coughing, but it didn't. i don't know what is wrong with her. she has been whispering all the time for days. it is fun when she tries to yell at me.
i spent a lot of time at day care recently. it was tough. the day care was fun on friday, because i like my teachers, but then this strange lady picked me up and i didn't know who she was. then nicole, my babysitter fed me and did everything mommy does before bed, except she didn't let me suck on her boob. then i went to day care early in the morning saturday. i don't think i like the weekends. they keep getting different teachers and i don't know them then saturday night i didn't sleep AT ALL. me and mommy were up all night. mommy was sick and had to work the next day, but what can i say, if i am gonna be up then SHE is gonna be up. it wasn't really fun for either of us, but i was hungry and stressed and i missed my mom and where the heck is my dad??????
then she brought me to day care AGAIN early sunday. man it sucks there on the weekend. well, someone at the day care center called in sick, so they called my mom at work and told her they were closing the day care center, so she needed to come pick me up because i was the only kid there. boy was my mom mad. she couldn't pick me up, but nicole did. i think i am starting to like that nicole. she got me to bed quick because i was so tired.
i am trying to get mom feeling better by getting her to pay more attention to me. see, here is my plan. i know what my rules are and what i am not allowed to touch. most of the time i follow those rules. but since mommy isn't feeling well, i don't think she is giving me that real quality time i crave and my developing mind needs. so, to help her out, i spent a lot of time touching the buttons on the strereo, and the phone cord (i haven't done that one in a looong time) and the mop....oh it was great to have mom pay attention to me. i giggled everytime she tried to yell "no!" and pulled me away from the forbidden fruit. tralalala it was fun.
my mom is so easily impressed. she bought me something called a "pumkin" today, but i thought it was a ball---you know how i love balls! so i was rolling it around and throwing it and it was great fun. mommy said, "this isn't a ball, this is a pumpkin--a kind of squash. do we have any other squashes in the house?" and i went to the dining room and pointed to the bowl of gourds and squash mom has just sitting there not doing anything. god, i think she almost got her voice back she was so excited "oooh donovan, that's right! oooh donovan, you're soooo smart!" whatever lady. you tell me this is a squash and those are squash and then say i'm smart because i just told you what you already know. maybe mommy is a little dumb. i don't know about that woman. but i love her. she's okay. i think i will stay.
well....that's it for now. i miss my dad. i think i heard mommy say she was going to bring me to day care tomorrow so she can clean or sleep or something.
i don't think it is fair that at one year old i have chores to do. i don't even get an allowance. i have to push my high chair back to the dining room after EVERY SINGLE MEAL, even if while i am pushiing my chair i see something interesting, like a cheerio i left on the ground that i was saving. nope, it's "come on donovan, you have to do you chore" nag nag nag. you think that's it? no. i have to turn off the bathroom light after my bath. EVERY NIGHT. what's up with that, yo? i'm ONE for crying out loud!
me and mommy went to the doctor today and SHE got 2 shots in the hiney and i got NO shots! now she knows how it feels. but she didn't cry. they also put a tube in her mouth and made her breathe in it for a few minutes. it was supposed to help her stop coughing, but it didn't. i don't know what is wrong with her. she has been whispering all the time for days. it is fun when she tries to yell at me.
i spent a lot of time at day care recently. it was tough. the day care was fun on friday, because i like my teachers, but then this strange lady picked me up and i didn't know who she was. then nicole, my babysitter fed me and did everything mommy does before bed, except she didn't let me suck on her boob. then i went to day care early in the morning saturday. i don't think i like the weekends. they keep getting different teachers and i don't know them then saturday night i didn't sleep AT ALL. me and mommy were up all night. mommy was sick and had to work the next day, but what can i say, if i am gonna be up then SHE is gonna be up. it wasn't really fun for either of us, but i was hungry and stressed and i missed my mom and where the heck is my dad??????
then she brought me to day care AGAIN early sunday. man it sucks there on the weekend. well, someone at the day care center called in sick, so they called my mom at work and told her they were closing the day care center, so she needed to come pick me up because i was the only kid there. boy was my mom mad. she couldn't pick me up, but nicole did. i think i am starting to like that nicole. she got me to bed quick because i was so tired.
i am trying to get mom feeling better by getting her to pay more attention to me. see, here is my plan. i know what my rules are and what i am not allowed to touch. most of the time i follow those rules. but since mommy isn't feeling well, i don't think she is giving me that real quality time i crave and my developing mind needs. so, to help her out, i spent a lot of time touching the buttons on the strereo, and the phone cord (i haven't done that one in a looong time) and the mop....oh it was great to have mom pay attention to me. i giggled everytime she tried to yell "no!" and pulled me away from the forbidden fruit. tralalala it was fun.
my mom is so easily impressed. she bought me something called a "pumkin" today, but i thought it was a ball---you know how i love balls! so i was rolling it around and throwing it and it was great fun. mommy said, "this isn't a ball, this is a pumpkin--a kind of squash. do we have any other squashes in the house?" and i went to the dining room and pointed to the bowl of gourds and squash mom has just sitting there not doing anything. god, i think she almost got her voice back she was so excited "oooh donovan, that's right! oooh donovan, you're soooo smart!" whatever lady. you tell me this is a squash and those are squash and then say i'm smart because i just told you what you already know. maybe mommy is a little dumb. i don't know about that woman. but i love her. she's okay. i think i will stay.
well....that's it for now. i miss my dad. i think i heard mommy say she was going to bring me to day care tomorrow so she can clean or sleep or something.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
DADDY'S GONE...
well, daddy left today. off to california he is, to make some money. mommy had to read my story and i don't think she did as good a job as daddy. and my hiney hurts a lot. i have a bad rash. damn it. i miss my dad. we went to cracker barrel this morning to take daddy out for breakfast and i ate all mommy's grits and half of her eggs and then she ordered another egg for me. i love grits and eggs!
i also figured out the sign for "i love you" when i was eating my sweet potatoes (which i love). mommy was all excited. i don't actually know what "i love you" means, but i keep doing it because she gets all excited. i also can kind of say hummus (she says that around lunch time, i don't know what that is, but she likes it when i say it) and i can also put my hand down and say "DONE!" when i am eating. i don't know what that means either, so i make sure i open my mouth after i say it so mommy doesn't think i want to stop eating.
i wish mommy would just feed me the crap from the jars for dinner. i don't want her damn fruity chicken with carrots surprise (and i made that abundadntly clear) with freaking QUINOA! give me the jarred stuff. i know she is packing me that chicken crap for school this weekend, but if she is smart she will put a jar of something as a back up.
i love all my breakfast foods. i love all my lunch foods (i had tuna today for the first time, which was good). i don't know why that woman can't get dinner right. well, i will just have to keep explaining it until she gets it.
i went to the big kid park today. it was too crowded.
so, this is the first weekend that i will be in school mommy's whole work shift friday AND saturday AND sunday. mommy is not happy about it and i don't know if i am either. the babysitter's MOM is picking me up from school and i never even met her (that'll go over like a fart in church at the center----"which one is he....") because the babysitter has CHOIR practice. this is the first time for the baby sitter....the first time without mommy for 14 hours. will the sitter give me my bath? how will i get my bath on saturday? on sunday?????? i am getting too upset. i think i am going to have to go now.
i also figured out the sign for "i love you" when i was eating my sweet potatoes (which i love). mommy was all excited. i don't actually know what "i love you" means, but i keep doing it because she gets all excited. i also can kind of say hummus (she says that around lunch time, i don't know what that is, but she likes it when i say it) and i can also put my hand down and say "DONE!" when i am eating. i don't know what that means either, so i make sure i open my mouth after i say it so mommy doesn't think i want to stop eating.
i wish mommy would just feed me the crap from the jars for dinner. i don't want her damn fruity chicken with carrots surprise (and i made that abundadntly clear) with freaking QUINOA! give me the jarred stuff. i know she is packing me that chicken crap for school this weekend, but if she is smart she will put a jar of something as a back up.
i love all my breakfast foods. i love all my lunch foods (i had tuna today for the first time, which was good). i don't know why that woman can't get dinner right. well, i will just have to keep explaining it until she gets it.
i went to the big kid park today. it was too crowded.
so, this is the first weekend that i will be in school mommy's whole work shift friday AND saturday AND sunday. mommy is not happy about it and i don't know if i am either. the babysitter's MOM is picking me up from school and i never even met her (that'll go over like a fart in church at the center----"which one is he....") because the babysitter has CHOIR practice. this is the first time for the baby sitter....the first time without mommy for 14 hours. will the sitter give me my bath? how will i get my bath on saturday? on sunday?????? i am getting too upset. i think i am going to have to go now.
Monday, October 03, 2005
another day another poop
today i was very agreeable at breakfast and lunch. i decided to give mommy a break. i had been giving her a really hard time at meal time, so today i just ate. until dinner.....HAHAHAHAHA. she tried to give me applesauce and homemade mac and cheese. i tried some of it to be polite. she didn't think i saw that broccoli she hid in there. i don't really like her mac and cheese. i like the kind at restaurants. anyways....i would't eat it. she finally figured out that i wanted pears (cut up, not sauce) and shredded cheese. it took a LOT of convincing, but she finally got it. i think i will like the power being a toddler yields!!!!
mommy and daddy are teaching me how to say "i love you" in sign language. i have no idea what that means, but i am doing very well at mimicking them and they seem to get a kick out of it.
we went to the park today and the little kid section was torn up so we had to go to the big kid section. i think i fit in very well. i went down 2 of the big slides (with mommy, daddy and some creepy big girl who kept trying to play with me)
i have 3 hives. i have been getting hives occasionally for weeks and my genius parents kept thinking they were bug bites. they would search my room and wash all my sheets. mommy finally realized they were hives. njow all we have to do is figure out what i am allergic to. i think it might be her mac and cheese. (no it's not donovan----maybe it's PEARS--from mommy).
well, it is time for my bath. i am very dirty from my day at the park. i can't wait to go to sleep because i only got one nap and i am beat, man.
mommy and daddy are teaching me how to say "i love you" in sign language. i have no idea what that means, but i am doing very well at mimicking them and they seem to get a kick out of it.
we went to the park today and the little kid section was torn up so we had to go to the big kid section. i think i fit in very well. i went down 2 of the big slides (with mommy, daddy and some creepy big girl who kept trying to play with me)
i have 3 hives. i have been getting hives occasionally for weeks and my genius parents kept thinking they were bug bites. they would search my room and wash all my sheets. mommy finally realized they were hives. njow all we have to do is figure out what i am allergic to. i think it might be her mac and cheese. (no it's not donovan----maybe it's PEARS--from mommy).
well, it is time for my bath. i am very dirty from my day at the park. i can't wait to go to sleep because i only got one nap and i am beat, man.
Saturday, October 01, 2005
today i went to my new day care. it was my second day. it was okay. the kids are not as snot nosed and not one kid has crossed eyes. the other place had at least 2 cross eyed kids. i know where all these body parts are: head, yeys, ears, mouth, nose (and sometimes i stick my finger right up it). also, my tummy, feet and toes. sometimes i remember where my shoulders are and i am figuring out my hands and fingers.
i love "if you're happy andja know it" and" itsy bitsy spider" and"this little piggy (especially the weee weee weee part).
i love my balls.
by that i mean my football abnd my soccer ball. i can hike the ball thru my legs, kick it and roll it and throw it. quite well for a 1 year old, i might add.
when daddy says "what do linebackers do" i tackle him. because linebackers tackle.
i got a new cell phone and i love to put it up to my ear and say "hello". i don't always put it up the right way. and no one knows i am actually saying hello except mom and dad, but that is what i am doing. i do it a lot because it cracks the parents up.
i really need to know how to post pictures.
i like sitting in my new recliner i got for my birthday. i wantch my video before bed. it is the only time mom and dad let me watch tv is to watch a video before bed.
i like milk.
i love my dadada.
i like to say b-gah b-gah b-gah. no one knows what it means but me.
i guess i am going to day care again tomorrow too.
i love "if you're happy andja know it" and" itsy bitsy spider" and"this little piggy (especially the weee weee weee part).
i love my balls.
by that i mean my football abnd my soccer ball. i can hike the ball thru my legs, kick it and roll it and throw it. quite well for a 1 year old, i might add.
when daddy says "what do linebackers do" i tackle him. because linebackers tackle.
i got a new cell phone and i love to put it up to my ear and say "hello". i don't always put it up the right way. and no one knows i am actually saying hello except mom and dad, but that is what i am doing. i do it a lot because it cracks the parents up.
i really need to know how to post pictures.
i like sitting in my new recliner i got for my birthday. i wantch my video before bed. it is the only time mom and dad let me watch tv is to watch a video before bed.
i like milk.
i love my dadada.
i like to say b-gah b-gah b-gah. no one knows what it means but me.
i guess i am going to day care again tomorrow too.
hello? hello? is this thing on?
of course i am going to have to figure out how to post pictures. well, i have things to do right now, so i can't write. i just wanted to see if this thing was on.
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