Junior crotch-less pants
I WANT: BabyLegs
How freaking cute are these? I’ve been seeing them everywhere lately.
They’re itty-bitty legwarmers that you put on babies to … well, keep their legs warm. They look cute with onesies, and you can still get at that disgusto diaper whenever trouble strikes.
They’re really more like pants, actually, because they cover their whole leg … but I guess “crotchless pants” wouldn’t really sell well on the baby-clothing market.
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10 things that bug me
Happy Friday, dear readers!
My brain is a bit mushy this morning, after another early-morning writing sesh — two days in a row, woot! — so I thought I would try a MamaKat’s writer’s prompt. The mission? List 10 things you are currently sick of.
Done, and done:
- Frizz. Just once, I would like to have silken locks without a flatiron. Of course, I am too lazy to flatiron 99% of the time.
- Little Dog hiding kibbles in our bed. I started shutting the bedroom door before leaving for work, to keep her out, so she started hiding them in between the couch cushions. Ew.
- My work laptop. It’s fine and all, but I’m jealous of the Mac users. It’s like I know that I am one of them, at heart, but I am stiffled by a PC.
- Feeling like a TV show pariah. I never seem to catch onto the popular shows, and it gets annoying. While I’m watching unpopular stuff on TLC and the WB, I’m constantly asked if I’ve seen the latest Grey’s Anatomy or American Idol, and get to reply, “I have never watched either.” You should see the strange looks I get!
- Baby carrots. Soapy-tasting. Blah. But yet I eat them almost daily.
- Celebrities on my Twitter account. I hate logging on and seeing 10,000 posts from celebrities — and none from my real Twitter friends. Especially the ones like Kirstie Alley, who fill my feed with weird political crap.
- Living with jerks. No, no, not Darling Husband and Little Dog. I mean the jerks who also live in our condo complex. They are all ninety, and yes, I am ageist.
- The office fridge. It’s super-tiny and always crowded. Cramming my lunchbag onto one of the shelves always makes me feel insecure about the about of snackies I have packed.
- BlackBerry messenger. It screws up all the time — not sending, not delivering. Annoyyyyyyying.
- Pollen. Allergy drugs make me Sleepy or Dopey — always one of the dwarves — so I try to bear it. But yeeshhhhh, it is not fun to have running eyes. Last week I sneezed so many times in a row that the guy in the next office actually checked on me.
My husband rocks
Dear Darling Husband,
Thanks for trading pizza slices with me on Wednesday, when I got bored with mine.
And, more importantly, thanks for letting me eat the crust on both slices.
Love, your wife
xoxo
This letter is part of “My Husband Rocks Fridays”
Oh, say can you write … by the dawn’s early light?
I did! I did!
This morning I got up at 6:30 a.m., left Darling Husband and Little Dog snoring in each other’s embrace, and tiptoed to my writing desk.
Armed with a mug of tea — because yeeeeeessh it was early –I wrote my little butt off for an hour and a half. I added an extra 1,200 words to the novel, and had a mini-breakthrough about how to add to the relationship between the protagonist and her BFF.
I could have kept going, but I stopped at 8 a.m. to get ready for work — and wake my two Sleeping Beauties.
Karma is definitely playing a role here. You see, construction began on our condo two days ago, and it starts at 7 a.m. I never would have been able to sleep through the racket, so it looks like getting up early to write is really for the best.
I may still be 0-for-1 on replies from publishers, but this morning I felt more optimistic about my novel than I have in a long time.
I really can see it in stores.
I really can see people buying it.
If it doesn’t get picked up, I’m going to self-publish.
I will publish this book.
Let’s hope I can stay optimist after a few consecutive days of getting up at dawn. Yaaaaaawn.
Oh, the books we will read!
Ever since discovering the super-and-completely-amazing new used bookshop that is literally a 20-second walk from my office, I have been hooked.
I bought some books for me, and then decided I should start stocking up on books for le bebe. I’m a voracious reader, and I plan on reading to our kids every single day.
Some of my favourite memories are of Mom reading to me and my sister — and then, later, me reading to Little Sis. We got to pick a couple of stories every night, without fail, and that is one traditional I’m determined to continue.
I know we’ll probably get some books as gifts, but you can’t even imagine the sheer quantity of books I already own. I need many. Many, many, many books.
And I don’t just want to limit my reading to baby books. I want there to be a good mix, with some books for older children, too. Maybe it will even made my baby smarter, to be listening to books above their age level? Can’t hurt, anyway.
So here is my list of books I want to start picking up — crossed-off titles indicate the ones I have already nabbed:
- A Bear Called Paddington by Michael Bond
- Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by Judith Viorst
- Amelia Bedelia by Peggy Parish
- Angeline Ballerina by Katharine Holabird
Berenstain Bearseries by Stan & Jan Berenstain- Blueberries for Sal by Robert McCloskey
- Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? Bill Martin, Jr.
- Clifford the Big Red Dog by Norman Bridwell
- Curious George by H. A. Rey
- Eloise by Kay Thompson
Five Little Peppers and How They Grewby Margaret Sidney- Fox in Socks by Dr. Seuss
- Good Dog, Carl by Alexandra Day
- Goodnight Moon by Margaret Wise Brown
- Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss
Guess How Much I Love You?by Sam McBratney- Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crockett Johnson
- Hop on Pop by Dr. Seuss
- If You Give a Mouse a Cookie by Laura Numeroff
Little House on the Prairieseries by Laura Ingalls WilderLove You Forever by Robert Munsch- Madeline by Ludwig Bemelmans
- Make Way For Ducklings by Robert McCloskey
- Mike Mulligan and his Steam Shovel by Virginia Lee Burton
- Mr. Popper’s Penguins by Richard and Florence Atwater
- Oh, The Things You Can Think! by Dr. Seuss
- One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish by Dr. Seuss
- Pat the Bunny by Dorothy Kunhardt
- The Cat in the Hat by Dr. Seuss
Mr. Men and Little Miss booksby Roger Hargreaves- The Little Engine That Could by Watty Piper
- The Owl and the Pussycat by Edward Lear
- The Runaway Bunny by Margaret Wise Brown
- The Story of Babar by Jean de Brunhoff
- The Tale of Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter
The Trumpet of the Swanby E. B. WhiteThe Velveteen Rabbitby Margery Williams- The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle
The Wind in the Willowsby Kenneth GrahameWhere The Wild Things Are by Maurice SendakWhere The Sidewalk Endsby Shel Silverstein
Please send me your favourite childrens’ books, and I’ll add them to my trusty list. There are thousands of options in this shop, so I want to know I’m picking some tried-and-true ones.
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