Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts

Friday, February 4, 2011

Target owns my soul.

Yesterday I spent about 4.5 hours at Target. Yup, you read that right. Let me break it down for you.

  • Go to Target at about 1pm.
  • Enquire about a portrait session. They have an opening at three. Make appointment.
  • Take three tries to make an eye appointment because you forget about things like Valentines and your hubbies birthday.
  • Go get lunch.... Watch as three year old insists on ICEE and Mac n cheese and trashes shirt.
  • Go look for new shirt and decide on beach cover up.
  • Browse and pick up a few things as you do not have time to do full shopping. Do not but toy kitchen toddler desperately wants but do buy on sale talking tea set because that's whats going to get you all through the session.
  • Browse some more. Check out.
  • Take everyone to the bathroom with the cart to change diapers, change ruined shirt and make yourself presentable.
  • Open tea set while you wait.
  • Feed baby.
  • Realize you need to pee and take the whole thing back into the bathroom.
  • Have sitting with stubborn toddler and fussy baby. Consider putting photographer in for sainthood.
  • Manage to not look like a whale.
  • Order pictures.
  • Have a coffee and toddler has a water.
  • Go home.
  • Do home stuff.
  • Get kicked out by hubby.
  • Go to matresss store and JoAnn.
  • Go back to Target.
  • Buy groceries.
  • Buy furniture and stuff for toddlers room.
  • Buy tequila.
  • Check out.
  • Smile as cashier makes a comment about having your mail forwarded.
  • Go to bookstore.
  • Buy stuff.
  • Have coffee and cheesecake for dinner even though it's not 9:30.
  • Realize you forgot that one thing your husband sent you out for.
  • Go back to Target.
  • Buy thing.
  • Go home realize you forgot that thing for the baby which was really the start of why you needed to go to Target.
  • Make a margarita.
And today I will go again for the eye appointment and for all the stuff I forgot yesterday.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

needs a little salt

Little Dude has a rather annoying case of Cradle Cap. His sister never got it but he's proving to be an all together kind of baby. Mostly, I don't worry too much about it but it seems to itch and he has ripped the top of his head all apart no matter how often I clip his nails.

This has lead to the search for a solution from my doctor and no end of advise from well-meaning friends and I finally found a combo that works.

For daily care, I slather his head in a thick layer of lotion and then put a hat on him. Well hydrated skin is harder to tear, right? And that's what they say to do for nice hands. He does have the softest head I've ever kissed.

To get rid of the scales, we use an oil a few hours before bathtime to soften and then we shampoo it out. There are a lot of things you could use but I don't like putting mineral oil on him and he's very sensitive so we went with something natural that we already had: olive oil. The only problem is that every time I do it, I think to myself "time to marinate the baby." I'm pretty sure that's wrong.