I’ve been such a turd about posting lately, that I thought maybe I should post SOMETHING about some of the stuff that’s been going on around here lately. Hearing about my stupid insecurities (thanks for all the comments on the last post, by the way, you all ROCK) or my technological problems or how sick I’ve been doesn’t really give any particular insight into my life. Well, okay, it sorta does. But there’s other things as well, believe it or not. So I’m going to regale you, in grand bullet form. Aren’t you feeling privileged right about now? I know you are. You can’t hide it from me. No one can resist the bullet.
- Liam is, I believe, allergic to milk. Did I forget to mention that? Yeah. Believe it or not, we’re down to the last handful of frozen milk in our deep freeze. I never thought it was possible because I had enough milk stored in there to feed a small army of babies. Kile was positive we were going to be throwing some away. But nope, I plowed through that stuff. So we had some of those trial cans of formula they give you in the hospital sitting around. I cracked one open and made Liam a bottle. No harm, no foul. Fed him lunch in his high chair and noticed after lunch that he had a rash on his chest and around his neck. Interesting. I wondered about the formula but wasn’t sure. We decided to give him more formula while we were at home and could watch him. We put him down for a nap shortly after giving him the bottle and when he woke up? COVERED IN HIVES. Oh my God. All over his face, arms, legs, etc. BAD. I stopped giving him the formula and voila. No more hives. Not even a hint of a hive. Called the pediatrician and the nurse suggested trying soy formula. Found a trial can of that and gave it a shot. No hives. One can only deduce from this that the child is allergic to milk. Good grief. This means, what with me drinking only skim, that eventually we’ll have three kinds of milk in our fridge at any given time. That’s just goofy, ya’ll.
- Harry’s last day of First Grade is on Friday. BOO! That means that in just over a month from now he’ll be starting SECOND GRADE and I’m definitely not okay with that.
- Speaking of, when Harry starts second grade, Liam will be one year old. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
- If anyone has invented any sort of device which can stop time, I’d be happy to purchase it. Just drop me a line via my contact form. Seriously.
- I guess this means I should start working on Liam’s birthday video. Gulp.
- I’m trying to get Kile to agree to getting up early and going into work early so that he could come home earlier. He was going into work around 8:30 and was coming home around 6:30, if not later. And with the boys going to bed around 7:30/8:00, that’s not a lot of time with Dad before hitting the hay. He went in pretty early today (7 am) but I don’t have my hopes up that I’ll see him too early this evening. I’ll let you know what time he rolls through the door at.
- How awesome was the Heroes season finale last night? (SPOILER ALERT! LOOK AWAY!!) (I’m serious here, people. If you haven’t watched yet, you better stop reading this bullet.) I guess Peter and Nathan are dead? Nathan for sure, I’d think. BUMMER. I liked Nathan, despite myself. Love that Bennett’s name is Noah. Hee! Volume Two looks to be interesting. I’ll be interested to see what the significance of the eclipse is. Cuz you know it is. And that other “hero” that the little girl was describing the one that will see her if she tries to find him? Freaks me OUT.
- I love season finale season (did that make sense?). The shows are fantastic and gripping and exciting. It’s just a bummer that once they’re done then we’re left with crappy television the rest of the summer.
