As of today,
I suppose I should finish staining and sealing the kitchen cabinets.
I really meant to last night,
Claire has not been sleeping lately. What is it that makes babies who’ve slept through the night since they were 5 mo. old suddenly decide that they can NOT sleep unless they are right up against you?
Words Claire can say:
Want bottle mo-mo
Do you see “mommy” anywhere on that list? Me neither. I recall her saying it months ago, but lately she has decided that all parents are summoned by yelling “Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy!” until someone responds. I was greeted at the door after work tonight with an enthusiastic “Daddy!” Every time I correct her and say “Mommy” she replies with Daddy.
So for now, Claire has two daddies.
The sales agreement is all signed off for the purchase of the new house. Our complicated mortgage juggling paperwork is being processed, and some of it is complete. We’ve started getting estimates from movers. It’s starting to feel like we might actually do this house thing. Which is good, because if it doesn’t happen soon I’m going to implode from the anticipation.
I was dealing with the anticipation by knitting, but Easter is sneaking up on us. I’ve finished gathering pleats for two bishop dresses and am ready to smock. When I mention the crafty bits I get up to, a common response is, “Where do you get the time?” The answer can be found in the fact that I don’t think I’ve watched television in roughly two years. I listen to it, but always with some sort of hand work in progress. I think most people would be amazed if they realize a) how much time the television eats from their life and b) how little you actually have to look at the screen to follow most television programs.