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Monday, March 31, 2008

Kisses

Let me start by giving some background information.

Makena gives and receives lots of kisses. Mark has started this game where he pretends to fall asleep and the only way to wake him up is for Makena to give him a kiss. In addition, Makena has taken to wiping off the kisses she receives so she can get more kisses and possibly some tickles.

Wake Up Kiss

Mark was on the sofa watching TV with Makena. He had a really tough week and ended up falling asleep. It's not too hard to guess what happened next. Makena climbed up on the sofa and gave Mark a really sweet little kiss and asked him to wake up and play with her. If you're going to be woken up from a nap, that's the way it should be done! :)

Wake Up Kiss.. From a Distance

Mark was rocking Kessler and Makena was playing. Mark closed his eyes to relax (still reeling from the tough week). Makena tries to convince Mark to come find her; she's hiding behind the bean bag. Mark doesn't immediately respond. You see the predicament she has on her hands now. If she gives Daddy a kiss to wake him up she'll spoil her hiding place. So, she starts blowing kisses at him then she ducks behind the bean bag.

Your Kiss Came Off

Our night time ritual has become a bit of a battle recently. Makena looks for any possible way to stall. Last night after Mark tucked her in and came to bed, she started crying. He went back to check on her. With tears streaming down her cheeks she says, "Your kiss came off Daddy... all by itself. It came off all by itself. I need anuber one."

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Wait.. wait.. wait..

To my dismay, the day is not over yet. (It might help if you read posts from earlier today first.)

Mark, the kids, and I decided to go drown our woes in some pizza and wine. Everything was going really well, until we were leaving the restaurant. Mark headed out with the kids while I packed up the diaper bag. I had the diaper bag in my right hand and a milk box and a bottle in my left. As I was leaving I inadvertantly cut off a guy, carrying a large pizza, who was heading for the door as well. So, I politely scurried to get the door open so that I could hold it for him. Well, in my haste to be chivalrous, as I had my left hand just below eye level holding the door, I squeezed the milk box... Yep, you guessed it.

The guy behind me kept saying. "I saw it as it happened! I saw it as it happened!" Yeah, yeah, okay, enough already. I have a weapon, and I obviously know how to use it, sort of.

So, I've taken up a new cause. Please help me in my fight to ban juice/milk boxes by signing one of the petitions below. Mark and I are in disagreement over possible extenuating circumstances.

Thank you for your support.

Shall I write a book?

I think I shall. It will be called "How to Maintain an Orderly House." I'm an expert as evidenced by how smoothly things went in my home today.

After relocating the A+D ointment (see previous post), I went downstairs to find this:

Femme, would you like to trade dogs? I mean, really, who needs a dog that will fetch the paper when you have one that will sort your garbage?

Just in case you're wondering..

...what it looks like when you put A+D Original Ointment--Diaper Rash Ointment and Skin Protectant (aka "Poopy Cream") in your hair.. now you know:

A little more greasy than conditioner and it doesn't smell as nice.

How does the saying go? Put conditioner/poopy cream in your hair once, shame on you. Put conditioner/poopy cream in your hair twice, shame on mommy?

BTW, this happened while I was desperately trying to figure out how to get my videos to load properly.

Does anyone

have any idea why my videos won't post properly??

The Tongue Game..

I'm getting backlogged with my videos, so I better get some out here.

My husband reads the Baby Center updates more than most men read the sports page. So, he knows that a developmental milestone is for a baby to mimic someone sticking their tongue out as demonstrated below: