A Mommy post, at 17 months
The boy is just a few days short of being 17 months old, which is a month short of being a year and a half old, which is completely insane.
Being on dialup and all makes it hard to upload pictures, so these will have to do for now. We just took him for his first “real” haircut over the weekend. He looks like such a little man now, it’s both heartbreaking and incredibly sweet. Anywhere, here you go.
I still have no mommy friends (and RG no little play pals). I thought there would be playgroups galore that I could join, but we’ll have to add that to the growing list of things I was wrong about when moving to Boston. I saw that the library nearby has a storytime/playgroup hour once a week and I will start going to that, only it is almost right exactly during RG’s naptime. And we hold naptime in high regard in this household. Very very very high regard. It’s as important as eating and drinking and pooping. I don’t know if making friends is worth the naptime sacrifice. Maybe I can transition RG from a morning nap to an afternoon nap. I just don’t know.
It’s very complicated and really quite exciting stuff, not at all boring and simple, like you may be thinking.
To do this post and upload pictures, I had to completely ignore the kid and let him watch a Baby Einstein video. sigh. and it took like a million years to upload a few tiny photos. sigh. and my favorite pair of jeans have a rip in them. sigh.
- music you’d be surprised to know I like…
- condo schmondo
thank you so much for this new posting, christa! just what i wanted!! i miss you much and think of you often. love, tonya
Look at that baby! I miss him. :o(
it never hurts to add a little pug action to your photos; et voila.
Oh my god, Jonathan! She’s gorgeous! I want her!
Ryland is a one baby (toddler) boon to the laundry/soap industry!!
Pug action, indeed!!
hey Christa – i got a call from ryland today! uh oh, hopefully you realized it and hung up your cell phone, i didn’t think to give you a call on the other line. you might not have any minutes left.
anyway, i was at work, and my caller id showed it was you, but when i answered all i heard was some giggling and then, the phone dropped.
I don’t understand the parental need to have pictures of their kids with food all over their face.