A Positive Direction

Bunny and Duck are made out of playdough. Jonathan challenged me to replicate the rabbit from the playdough ad. Duck was created to keep Bunny company for a few minutes until Meike decided to smoosh them both, while laughing meniacly (I do worry sometimes...).

     Overall, Meike seems to be settling down into our new home routine. All of the changes over the past few months have been rough on her. She missed Jonathan while he was out of the home and was always asking for him to "stay forever" when he visited. She is happy to have him back in the home.  It seems that she's even developed more fondness for him; she'll sit on his side of a booth when we go out, or will ask him to hold her instead of me. Mama is no longer the unequivicable preferred standard (which is a load off my shoulders).   

 These are the pictures that I took during a yummy breakfast at the Pancake House. 

I'll have to ask Jonathan for his pictures from that morning,

which detail Meike licking whipped cream out of a bowl like a cat.

      Meike started sleeping in my bed in December after Jonathan had been out of the home for about a week.  It was a great comfort for her; she stopped avoiding bed time, stopped waking up at night, and was less often wetting the bed.  She is still sleeping in my bed a majority of the time.  Otherwise, she wets whatever not-Mama's-bed she's sleeping in at the time. 

     We bought her a pop-up tent as a reward for being a good helper (we have a chart with stickers and everything).  She was very excited and wanted to sleep in the tent.  So I'm trying to transition her out of my bed and into the tent.  I tried just putting her back in her room in the tent, but she peed three sets of pjs before I just pulled her back into my bed.  She is consistently dry when she sleeps in my bed and she's been doing well with the tent in my room.  It's just such a process.  I'm not in a rush for her to be independent, but I do want her to feel secure.  Advice is welcome, unless you plan to tell me that I should stick her in her own bed and make her deal with it.  That line of advice is most definitely not welcomed.

     All this talk of sleeping arrangements might make one wonder...so where does Jonathan fit into all of this?  He fits quite well in the guest bed or on the couch.  Honestly, I've been kicking him out for being a Snore-o-saurus for a while, so it wasn't any big change for us.

I love you Amazon (& consequently my kindle)

I dread making customer service calls... Not know if I'm going to be able to understand the person talking to me and vice verse, spending 174 minutes navigating through cyclical automated systems, people asking me the same questions over and over again, not to mention the holding and wav file music.  It all just sucks.

Well, Amazon's customer service does not suck. I love how I can punch in my number on their website and they call me right up, with a real person and everything. No waiting or wasting time.  I've been noticing lately that it is like trying to get out of a maze to just find that one page of actual contact info on a lot of company's websites. It's like they want to hide it as well as they can without being toooo obvious that they do not want to talk to or deal with you.  Or you have companies like ebay, where there is literally no way to contact them besides frustratingly slow and unproductive emails back and forth until you punch ebay in the face (figuratively, because if you broke your computer you would miss out on the titillating experience of Amazon's customer service).

Anyway, my kindle is all F-ed up and I sought assistance. Someone in my house is not good about putting things away or keeping valuable objects off of the floor. That person is currently pregnant and is therefore granted immunity from any fault whatsoever. The lovely South African lady (tell-tale accent, like a German who learned English while living with an Englishman and an Australian exclusively) said, "Yup, sounds like it's messed up."  FYI- I did not mention to possible stepping on of the kindle. She asked me if it was a gift and then told me I'd get a new on by Tuesday. Really? It's that simple? You don't want to do any analytical testing to get out of having to uphold the warranty? WooHoo!

Now I just have to fill up my next two days with something that is NOT reading. I'm sure Meike will think of something :)

A New Beginning

The title is cheesy, I know... but it really sums up where I am in my life at this point.  It's been a rocky few months.  It feels like my previous existence has been bulldozed, so here I am building it back up...

When Meike was born, I had every intention of scrapbooking every moment of her fascinating little life.  Three days and about fifteen full-bed-linen changes later, I knew it was going to be hard to keep up.  Now here I am with another baby on the way, hoping once again to document it all.  I feel guilty as I look through the half-completed baby books that get emptier as the pages flip by.  I'm pretty good about uploading pictures to Facebook, so I figured I'd be more likely to succeed if I was able to just upload photos, rather than have to get them printed to put in books. 

So this is my second attempt to document my children's childhoods.  Even though Meike and Luke (current forerunner for baby #2s name) are growing up without the daily interaction of our dearest family members and friends, I hope to keep you all abreast (literally, with the new baby coming and Meike's current fascination with "boobies") of their development and milestones.  Mostly, I just want to share and remember all of the hilarious things that my kids say and do!  I hope you all find their antics as entertaining as I do!

P.S. The blog is named after the words we've diligently chosen to have our kids use for their "private parts."  We were obviously going for very technical and proper terminology, not just the funniest, yet fitting, words we could think of... ah, the perks of parenthood.