Peace, love, and earplugs

I am sitting on the unmade bed, Noah is watching a video, Rosie is in the bouncy seat.  I probably have 2.5 minutes if I’m lucky.  One time I wrote a post like this on purpose as an interesting exercise using a timer set to 2 minutes to see what came out.  This go around my timer is Rosie’s vocal chords set to SHRILL PIERCING SCREECH.  Because this is her new trick!  And we are so excited about it!  Kind of like how we’re excited about our taxes!

After rest time today Noah wanted me to get the camera so he could take some pictures of Rosie and then he discovered he’d rather video.  Here is his cinematic masterpiece:

I’m kind of feeling like my kids are glued to me like cheap birthday tattoos at the moment – one wakes up just as the other falls asleep, one needs to eat just as the other is throwing away the crusts of his PB and banana sandwich, one is being dressed as the other is getting into the tub and then the first one barfs all over her clean pajamas, etc., etc. and so on and so forth.  I said to someone once that going places in the car is one of my favorite things to do these days because sometimes that is the most personal space I get in 24 hours.

I guess it’s probably been more like five minutes since I started, but the eardrum shattering has begun in earnest, and I don’t think our landlords would like having to replace all the windows in our house because I had to type JUST ONE MORE PARAGRAPH.

Over and out.

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March 18, 2009   1 Comment