It’s Like a Bad Dream
August 21st, 2007I tried to take a nap just now, but what began with the creaking of the pizza box (yes, the very same one) turned disasterous for my intentions. Linus, compelled by a Force greater than himself or than me, was driven to try—and fail—repeatedly to position his entire 20 pounds on top of the side of my head turned away from the pillow. There was a lot of teetering. I gave up on the nap. I’m not sure what to call the Force that compelled him, but it should probably end in “Disorder.”
In other news, Sarah-Architect found this cute penguin sippy cup on a random shelf at IKEA yesterday. Imagine our surprise when we found that the actual ones for sale, in their actual packaging, came with a rubbery “hood” that makes this cute kid-ware seem … well, let’s just say Sarah-Architect dubbed him The S&M Penguin and leave it at that.
August 21st, 2007 at 5:56 pm
Wow. That’s somethin’.
August 21st, 2007 at 10:34 pm
Well at least Linus was considerate enough NOT to try and sleep on your tummy. I would think he would find all of the sounds comming from that region of your body, very intriguing. Wait until the baby starts to move, he will probably be pawing you constatntly.
And then Mia Jane will come to see what has his attention and you will be double pawed. Maybe I should have my new grand youngun call me Paw instead of Grandad! What do you think?