Friday, February 29, 2008

tidbits



Life has been very unremarkable-ish and 6-more-weeks-of-winter-ish lately and it's put me in a sort of a coma. That isn't to say that I have an unremarkable life, just that the lack of sunlight puts a sort of sleepy survival filter over everything and makes it so nothing could seem remarkable.

But in truth, Sir O is plummeting into toddlerdom in a fashion full of remarkables and I ought not let it all get lost in my hazy February brain and subsequently be lost forever.
He and I both are stir crazy, and if it would just warm up to 40 degrees long enough for the mud to dry up we'd each wear 6 layers and spend all day outside. But alas, my stir-craziness does not overpower my aversion to icy-mud and the laundry it creates..... so we stay inside in our little cave.
The stir-craziness has brought out some interesting behavior in Sir O. Pushing, hitting, screaming, smothering, climbing to places his mother thought he could not reach, dumping out all contents of any container, diving headfirst into the bathtub, emptying all his drawers in the time it takes me to notice he's been too quiet to be up to any good, refusing to eat during mealtimes, playing hungry when we try to put him to bed, throwing anything and everything out of his crib, then hollering for it, throwing all food on the floor three times before consenting to try a bite of it, and occasionally giving unexpected cuddles and kisses.
Oh the messes.
And considering the part where everyone in Southeast PA is sick for the entire month of February, I've been wiping his nose about every 2.5 minutes for 3 weeks straight. It gets old.
And even though I'm not very good at remembering to treasure remarkable unremarkable-ness in February, there's nowhere else I'd rather be.... even on the grayest of gray days. Doesn't that seem funny? It's remarkable, that's what it is.

4 comments:

Brittany said...

I love Sir O's hair in the first picture. I hear you about stir craziness, we have to wait a while before I can take the little one outside. He's only 3 weeks old, but I am so ready to bundle him up and go for a walk. It's good that you can push past the winter blahs, and still enjoy little everyday moments. That reminds me, thanks for the book you sent, I like it already!

chan said...

I am hoping it warms up a little more so i can start walking again! I would take my kids out in our double stroller and go walk around the park a few times to get rid of excess baby weight! It was working until it got too cold.! Caden is pretty much over the tantrum, screaming thing. Thank goodness! Now, I am just waiting for Kinley to start! Joys!:)

glittersmama said...

You've pretty much summed up life right now. Oliver has some sweet hair.

hairyshoefairy said...

Oh, the messes! I can't help echoing. Gah! Thankfully we don't have icy mud here. We can go outside. I don't blame you one bit for wanting to avoid that excess of laundry. Ugh! I hope it clears soon so you can venture out without mud all over the place.

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