la Ketch

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Tuesday, February 23, 2010

The Days of the Week

When you work in an office the days of the week are very pronounced. People bring attention to what day of the week it is all the time because you know, we're all living for the weekend, a three day weekend especially. The only day that is kind of illusive is Tuesday.

Monday is Monday, we all know about Monday. Wednesday is Hump, pretty much every one knows about Hump Day. Thursday is "almost Friday" and Friday is of course, Friday. But Tuesday is ... what is it? It just isn't anything.

Historically, Tuesday has been my least favorite day of the week. For most people it's Monday and I agree that Monday's generally suck because you know, you have to shove your head back into the box but for me Mondays tend to go by really fast and I don't usually do a ton of work on Mondays. On Mondays I tend to kind of asses what was left from last week and what needs to be done this week. So Tuesday is kind of the "well you gotta stop fucking around now and just do the work" day. Also, it's no where near the end of the week and it doesn't go by fast at all.

A Colleague and I have been pondering what to call Tuesday for a while now and I finally landed on "Tuesday Blues Day". Whenever I see her on a Tuesday we always say it. But today I was thinking about just how negative it is and I spent some time trying to come up with something else to call it, something more positive. I think I've hit it.

Tuesday is now Cruise Day. From now on, every Tuesday I'm going to pretend that my office is actually an ocean liner and I am floating in the Caribbean. I will cast the people in my office as characters in my own Love Boat episode. Cruuuuuuuuuuuise Day. Much more positive.

I hope it sticks.

Happy Cruise Day every one.

Friday, February 12, 2010

This just in!

Jasper rolled over. He rolls! From his back to his tummy. It's a big deal! A big deal that not only has gone undocumented but initially went unnoticed. Last night Dup yelled out, "he rolled over!" and I said, "did you see him do it?' and Dup was like, "no! I just looked over and he was on his stomach." So basically he did it when no one was looking. There was no other explanation for how he would have gotten on his stomach. The poor little guy hits this major milestone and it's like a tree falling in the woods. He is such the victim of second child syndrome. It would have been impossible for Davey to get away with a major milestone unnoticed because we were ALWAYS WATCHING HIM.

This morning after he was fed and happy I laid Jasper down on his back on his Gymini mat and said, "ok, lets see you do it!" and sure enough, he did it again. This time I saw the whole thing. It was exciting and adorable and Davey was very proud.

In going along with the theme of second-child-syndrome here is a video clip of Davey rolling over. By the time we video tape Jasper doing it he'll be walking. They look a lot alike so just pretend this is Jasper: the roll over

Monday, February 08, 2010

Can't touch this

We have been MC HAMMERED by viruses this year. It's outrageous. The good thing about it is that it makes the times when we are healthy seem easy. At first it seemed hard, the day to day of life with another child in the mix but now it seems like cake, unless we are sick. Then, it is hell. This last round was pretty bad. Davey and I got really sick and then Jasper got it. Jasper is still sick but he is finally getting better. Davey had to be put on antibiotics because he had ear infections in both ears and crap in his lungs, which is basically the beginning of pneumonia. He's 100% better now though. Thank GOD. Jasper had a little wheeze in his lungs so they sent us home with a nebulizer to do breathing treatments on him. It's basically like an asthma inhaler but since he's too little to know how to suck it in you pour the medicine into this little machine and it sprays it out in a very fine mist which you put in front of his mouth and he inhales it for a while. I'm very glad we had it because there were several times that he broke into a coughing fit and I was extremely concerned that he was unable to get a full breath. There are few things scarier than an infant who can't breathe. Babies are just so damned scary. I have to say, I like it better once they can talk.

Jasper is a very tough little guy though! He's been very good and even though he's feeling horrible, he still flashes us little smiles to let us know he's going to be alright. Thank god we didn't ever have to go to the hospital. I was so afraid that the doctor was going to listen to his lungs and tell us that he has pneumonia and would need to be admitted. THANK GOD no. That didn't happen. He said that Jasper is getting the air that he needs and he's fighting it and will be well soon. He is getting better. He's still sick but we haven't had to use the nebulizer in 2 days and he's sleeping a little better at night, getting up every 90 minutes instead of every 30 minutes. Yes, I am so fucking tired.

Yesterday, Dup stayed home with Jasper and Davey and I went to the zoo. We had such a nice day together just mommy and Davey. His favorite animal was the photo booth which is his rocket ship. We were in there FOREVER. God toddlers love repetition so much. It's unbelievable. Davey is super into little role playing games now and it's very cute but also exhausting. Every night I put Jasper in the bath with me and Davey always wants to get in too so the three of us end up squished into the bath together. Davey has gotten on this kick where we drive to the zoo in the bath. He starts the adventure out by switching every one's roles around. He'll say, "I'm Mommy. You Davey." Then I'll say, "who is Jasper?" and he'll say, "Daddy." and I'll say, "who is Daddy then?" and he says, "Elephant." makes me laugh every time. So Davey drives us to the zoo as me and then he announces, "We're here!" very excitedly and then we have to get a snack which involves me-Davey and Jasper-Daddy knocking on the side of the bathtub wherein Davey-mommy turns into the snack bar attendant. Then we order some broccoli, two juice boxes and a hot dog which we split. Davey-Mommy-Counter attendant offers us mustard, then we're off to see the animals! It's quite an elaborate game.

Yesterday morning Davey wanted to take a bath and I'm never one to deter the boy from bathing so we took a bath and we were playing zoo. Finally I was like, "we need to get out of the bath so we can go to the REAL zoo." and he was like, "NO STAY! GO ZOO!" So I was like, "Ok, we can play one more time but then we need to get out so that we can go to the REAL zoo." So we played one more time and when we got to the part where he goes, "We're here!" For some reason I said, "Where are we?" and he replied, "REAL Zoo!" It was a mind bender.