That’s my daily Star Wars reference. 😀 The longer I’m around my husband the more nerd references I make. But that’s what the little babe is; a youngling. Just this morning she was running around the house wrapped in her favorite hooded towel. It’s a brown puppy and makes her closely resemble a Jedi.
Anyway. This is a formal introduction for the little bug who stole our hearts. The pictures below are from the day after she was born and her 1st birthday, which arrived WAAAYYY too quickly.
Her name is the title acrostic. She’s an absolute joy and our family has so much fun. In a couple weeks she’ll be 15 months and is a HANDFUL. Her favorite words are cookie, nana (for her favorite food) and puppy. Every time she sees a dog on TV or in books she gets really excited and shouts “puppy, puppy” in a high pitched squeal. The Humane Society ads really get her going. It’s super adorable.
If there’s ever a lull in my posts it’s because I’m chasing her around, picking up after her tornado, or indulging in family naptime; but mostly it’s the first two. Her obsession with power buttons makes it difficult to use a computer (or anything!) while she’s awake. As a leading role in most of our family shenanigans she will be featured in more stories. We have many to share!
Until next time. 🙂
It’s 2018! Good riddance to 2017. Remember that scene at the end of Lord of the Rings where Frodo and Sam have just thrown the ring in the fire? That’s how I feel about 2017. I even found a meme on Google about it!
My goal this year is returning to blogging. I took time off after giving birth to my daughter in November 2016. When I originally planned my time away I said it would be a few months and I’d be back at it, in the swing of things. Ha! I suppose lots of first time parents are idealists like that. Those few months went by and I was just figuring out life with a newborn. I had no energy to blog. I barely made it through the day! By summer I was up to my ears in work & travel and life with a not quite newborn, not quite toddler. By the end of summer there was a family medical crisis. So…more time off. There’s always something, right? Honestly I still don’t have life figured out but we’ve got a semi-routine and we take life one day (sometimes one hour) at a time. My daughter is more toddler than baby these days (I’m going to pause to cry a little) which gives me more opportunity to rejoin the blog world. I don’t know what this will look like but it will definitely involve cute animals, a cute baby and as always…the shenanigans that happen when you combine those two. It’s likely to be a slow, rocky start but that’s in keeping with most things in life!
Until we meet again. 🙂
I think we may have located the hiding spot. We may need to clean under the couch on a more frequent basis…
The other day we were watching the Jim Gaffigan “Mr. Universe” special and one of the things he jokes about is how we photograph everyday life and share it with everyone. The entire special is hilarious but the first 20 seconds of this clip had me rolling with laughter. Maybe it’s the way he says it, maybe I just think he’s really funny or maybe because it’s (sadly) SO TRUE! And I am one of the worst offenders!! This blog and my Instagram feed are irrefutable proof of it. 🙂
If I had a nickel for every sleeping pet picture I have taken I would be a lot richer than I am today. I found at least ten on my phone…and this is the third phone I’ve had this year (yes, I’ve broken two phones in less than a year…)
So as a nod to Jim Gaffigan I am sharing a few sleeping cats with you!
As I mentioned in the last post Kylo was the recent recipient of emergency vet services. His tendency to eat ponytails or anything of a stringy nature resulted in surgery. A couple days after chewing off a strap from one of my tank tops he became lethargic, wasn’t eating and vomiting a lot. When he didn’t improve after a few hours we decided to bring him to the vet where they took X-rays and determined he had suspicious masses in his intestines. During the surgery they noticed his pancreas was inflamed and determined he was suffering from pancreatitis.
By the following day, high on pain meds, he was happy as a clam. He would spend time making a nest in his blankets then talk to all the staff and rub against them, purring like a little machine. He came home with a cone that, surprisingly, he did not object to wearing even as he started feeling better. He ran around the house with it on for days.
Unfortunately we had to lock him in a bedroom while we were at work because Rosa wanted to roughhouse all day long and Kylo was happy to oblige. Not wanting to risk the stitches coming out we had to keep them separated and kept an eye on him through the pet cam.
Thankfully he is 100% healed today and back to his
normal crazy self!