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fruity dinner

Chris — Fri, 27 Jan 2012 02:31:59 +0000

Sometimes, at the end of the day, when everyone is a little bit sick and a little bit tired, and when some of us can’t take medicine due to parasites living inside of them¹, and the tiny person in the house requests fruit loops for dinner, well…

You just say sure.

This does not refer to me but rather to Rhiannon ↩

getting old

Chris — Thu, 19 Jan 2012 03:18:42 +0000

Posting has been light around here. I’m still in shock that I’m no longer in my 20s.

I’m sure I’ll get over it sooner or later. I did get a good meal out for the special occasion with my two favorite ladies. (Hint: one of the them is pictured with me above and the other one took the picture.)

Considering the people I get to hang out with, maybe the 30s won’t be so bad.

project family v3.5r2.30

Chris — Wed, 11 Jan 2012 03:03:29 +0000

Again, from the “Better late than never department”: Week 30.

It’s crazy to think that we are under 10 weeks until the due date, and as Rhiannon pointed out, there is no guarantee she will go that long. I look at the list of things still outstanding before we are officially ready for a new baby. Add to that fact that we have to do it all while working around the fact we have a kid and I have one reaction.

Crap¹.

Don’t get me wrong, we’re very excited to have Artoo come out and join us. Brooklynn is very excited as well. We could just use another week of vacation from work to get everything done, because even when you take an evening off and relax, it isn’t quite as relaxing knowing the to-do list isn’t getting any shorter. ↩

transitioning back

Chris — Thu, 05 Jan 2012 23:48:42 +0000

After about 20 days off from any morning schedule, it’s hard to expect a two year old to seamless transition back to a strictly scheduled routine, but that’s what we’re asking Brooklynn to do.

Three days in to this week and it’s going. I’ll leave that without a clarifier.

She’s been eating breakfast in her pajamas and taking her sleeping blankie downstairs with her, but we’ve all been getting out the door on time. She’s not at all thrilled to see me in the morning when I wake her up, but that might be a little bit our fault for letting her stay up like it was still Christmas break. I’m sure we’ll get it figured out again eventually.

Considering the picture below was taken at 6:15 am and she had already finished her oatmeal, I guess I could finish my previous though: it’s going ok.