Because Sarah-Novelist Likes the Term “Rocket Launcher”
July 3rd, 2008Don’t worry, Mom, those stains will all come out with Zote; if I’d had a sliver of it in the diaper bag like I normally do, they would have been gone when I emerged from the restroom. And yeah, no changing table in the coffee shop, I guess they don’t hope for a lot of infant customers there. Now that Vibble can reach out and grab stuff and move around, the technique I’ve counted on so far with a cushion of paper towels under the waterproof mat (diaper for a pillow) is useless.
Since that post, yet another outfit took one for the team. We recently switched from Huggies to to SGs, and we like them better for so many reasons, but even they were no match for Vibb’s rocket launcher tonight. Poor kid wants to be on my lap so badly, but she had already been relegated to the bouncer, on account of the fact that she spent the afternoon teaching herself to SPIT and was spraying milky slime all over the keyboard. And now she’s in there naked. Stevel has promised to give her a bath when he awakes from an evening nap. A pressure-hose may be required.
Anyway, I need to be at my desk right now because Sarah-Novelist is introducing me to “So You Think You Can Dance” with strategic links to YouTube clips. Incidentally, she is weeping right now in her living room, watching these dancers.
I am reminded of two things: (1) the dance classes Cheri and I took as kids, which we were really only half-into, but into enough to keep going for a couple of years, and (2) the horrid routine to a version of “Cecelia” by a band called “X2″ that my friend Sarah Meny and I put together at her house in 7th grade. It was AWFUL. Thankfully, no one ever saw it. I know there was one part where a whistle blew in the song, and we pretended to blow whistles. My path NOT toward “So You Think You Can Dance” was laid out before me. Sigh.
July 3rd, 2008 at 5:34 pm
In thirty (30) days, Violet will have more laps to sit in than she will know what to do. But who is counting?
She will have friends laps to sit in the week before. What a life. So many laps!
July 3rd, 2008 at 7:34 pm
We love Seventh Generation diapers in my house. I was so pleased when they started making pullups since Stefan doesn’t want to have to lay down to put on a diaper these days.
I might have to get myself some of that Zote!
July 3rd, 2008 at 7:44 pm
Being sh__ upon, spit upon comes with a third thing that only mothers do for their beautiful, adorable, precious angels: let them drink out of your glass and then proceed to drink from a glass with backwash in it. The sticky sleeves rank up there also.
But nature makes them so cute so we let them do this and keep taking care of them–forever.
July 4th, 2008 at 6:01 am
I have NEVER seen a CUTER or more photogenic baby! She is simply adorable. (I know, I say that a lot. But it’s true!)
ZOTE! I’ve GOT to remember to get some of that stuff!
We used to put a kind of waterproof towel-thing over our shoulder when we were burping her. Maybe we need to have something similar when she sits on our laps? (Can’t wait!)
July 4th, 2008 at 8:00 am
a large oil cloth tablecloth!!