Vacation?

We spent the last week on "vacation." I put the word in quotes because truth be told it is 1000 times more tiring to chase a 2 year old all day than it is to go to work then come home and chase a 2 year old for the evening only. Yet another round of props for all of you SAHM&Ds.

Sharon and Jeff, or Ya-ohn, and Depfss as they became known over the week, flew up from SF to go to the Mountain House with us. It allowed Julian to get to know his aunt and uncle much better and let me tell you, the kid was in LOVE. He would wander around shouting "Depfss, Depfss!!" any time Jeff was not within 10 feet of him. We had a lovely time.

Sharon taking Julian to see the cows.


Jeff putting on Jules' shoes.


Hugs for Auntie.


"Cheers." Anananana smoothie.


Ooh, stainless.




I picked up a plastic slide for the yard yesterday (finally a decent Craig's List experience again) and Julian was sooooo psyched. The slide part is pretty small but he doesn't seem to care.

I have an old friend on the way over so I'm going to keep this post short too. Sorry no ROFL stories to share.





This was a yell of excitement.


Woo hoo, my slide!!


xo
-s

We have rice!!

Things are going smoothly here, if you don't count the fact that I drove my car into a parked truck (people are fine and the truck is fine but both doors on the passenger side need to be replaced.) I told Jon how the truck was parked all the way to the street instead of only up to the curb cut and he nodded and said "so you decided to drive into it?" Nice. Really it was so far into the street I didn't want to drive into the opposing lane as I turned around it so I cut it too close. And yes, I still shouldn't have driven into the truck. And yes, I am aware that I am not a good driver. As if that's not enough car trouble Jon's car has been overheating...the head gasket needs to be replaced. Oh, and when we brought it in we also found out the front brakes only have 15% left so we have to redo the brakes too. We actually are going to have to rent a car to drive while they're in the shop.

Julian is coughing again and I am just praying it is not from the rice we introduced into his diet. In the past he has gotten a bad rash on his face from rice, but never a cough. We are going to be SO psyched if he can have rice. His daycare provided did a happy dance when she heard we'd be trying to introduce it. If he continues to do ok we'll try corn again, and maybe wheat. Our fingers are crossed! Please send some good vibes his way.

I can't believe how Julian's language skills are just exploding. 4 word sentences are common now and he is getting much better at articulating his needs. We're working with him on using his words when he's mad instead of, oh, bitch slapping me across the face...but that seems to be a work in progress. Our friend Evan introduced us to the book Hands Are Not For Hitting. I'll let you know how that is going in a few weeks.

Jon and I are trying to squeeze in as much of the Games as we can after Jules goes to bed. We have still managed to not turn the TV on in front of him. I've been tempted to cave as in the future we plan to allow sports watching but we're hoping to wait until he's 3. We'll keep you posted on that too. And re: the games... What the hell is up with beach volleyball? Regulation bikinis? Come on. And those Chinese gymnasts? If they ARE 16, they are on some very very scary drugs.

On that note, I'm off to try to squeeze in an hour or so tonight so here are a few photos for the record and I'm out.

This was my shirt when I was little. It was 102 degrees so I figured a tank top was in order.




Here is Miss Good Sport Kitty.


xo
-s