I’ve been remiss on responding to comments on some previous posts, and you’ve been leaving some good ones – I apologize! So here are a few updates on random things…
My Christmas ideas from Pinterest? I’ve done exactly zero of them. However I do have grand plans of baking, yet, so I’m hoping to actually accomplish a few… including the peppermint roll for Jenny. We’ll see how that goes… the last time I attempted something of the sort, it didn’t work out so well.
In other news, Jenny’s family seems to be well again after having contracted bubonic plague. She was kind enough to pass it around to all her family members – I believe the last count showed 17 of them had had it. My sister, her husband and my niece were among the casualties, so I’m predicting my grandma will come down with it today and it will hit our house right around Christmas Eve. Just to be on the safe side, I’ve been staying as far away from my sister as possible. She asked me to bring her some Sprite on Sunday. I left it on the doorstep, rang the bell and ran. Yesterday she accused me of treating them like lepers, which is probably fairly accurate. But hey, you can’t be too careful. We’ll see them again in 2012.
I also wrote last week about how devastated I was to discover I had left my favorite pair of boots in a hotel room the day before. Many of you responded and encouraged me to call the hotel, which I did, and although they didn’t locate them at first, they eventually found them and Fed Ex’ed them back to me. I’m wearing them now, as a matter of fact. Shout out to the Sheraton Chicago Hotel and Towers for their fabulous customer service. And also for getting me out of that elevator a few years ago.
And finally, Sam and his sleep situation. It had not been getting any better until last night, when he was slightly less impossible to get to sleep. The comments on this post were great. Emily summed it up well (and told me I wasn’t alone) with her comment – “when kids transition from crib to big bed, that there is always a brief honeymoon period when they do fineā¦. and then after a few weeks or months, the light goes on and they realize that they can party into the wee hours. Then comes the period of complete and total exhaustion for the whole family as they fight the exhausted 3 year old to please go to bed for the LOVE OF GOD.” EXACTLY. Mackenzie decided never to let her daughter out of her crib, which I think is probably the best course of action. Andy and I were just saying the other day that instead of a big bed, we wish we could have bought Sam a bigger crib. To quote my husband, “Animals belong in cages.” Stacy recommended the Tot Clock, which looks pretty amazing, but it seems like it’s sold out everywhere. I do want to get one eventually though. Karson, the mother of a 7 month old and one of my oldest friends, reminded me of my favorite quote – “Sleep begets sleep.” I really do think that’s true, and it reminds me of the importance of getting him to bed early. There were many more comments, but instead of posting them all again, just go here and read them!
Y’all are smart.
So. What’s going on with you?
First of all let me just say, as someone who had the bubonic plague TWICE, you were ABSOLUTELY RIGHT to drop that Sprite and run. Sorry, Anna, we pretty much WERE lepers. I’ve never seen anything that contagious in my life! The only family members who did not get it were my nephew James, my manly brother Andy, and baby Jonah.
Also, Jonah turned one. Which I will totally post about tomorrow, I SWEAR. Poor neglected third child!
And, you forgot to mention that thing you did with the cap and the gown and the hood (not the KKK rally, the OTHER thing).
Oh yeah. That.
I’m with Jenny – you did the right thing! I am still a little nervous about getting together with any of the Brads again!
Well, like I said, I’m not commin’ UP there!!
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