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Bag it.
This morning as I was getting my son ready for Mom’s Morning Out, I pulled out some fresh pull-ups and he promptly told me, “No, I want to wear these” – these being his Lightning McQueen and Mater underpants. This was a pretty big moment because ever since the baby was born, Scooby has resisted underwear showing a strong preference for the pull-ups, even preferring them over being naked. I thought all little boys preferred to run around naked, but not this kid. So I swung into gear getting his backpack ready now with two extra pairs of underwear, pants, and headed into the kitchen for a plastic bag for…
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The Professor of Poop
Let’s all do the group groan… yes, you knew it was bound to come at some point – Wookie’s first poop story. My number one job is mom, but my number two job (bahahaha) is Adjunct Assistant Professor of Bio and Ag Engineering. Several weeks back I was approached by one of my students to serve on her graduate committee, and after hesitating and throwing the “I have a baby and toddler” excuse, she told me just to bring them along. Have you ever tried to have a two year old sit still for an hour? HERDING CATS. The first meeting came around and Scooby had school, so it was…
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Five Weeks, Three Projects
I am five weeks out from my due date and thought it would be an excellent idea to come up with five projects around the house, one for each week. Then, I changed that to three projects just in case the baby is two weeks early. Five Weeks, Three Projects Project: Paint master bathTasks: 1) Wipe down walls and trim2) Wipe and scrape that nasty edge at the top of the shower3) Putty and sand chipped edges at top of shower4) Putty and sand really crappy job the builders did at the base of the garden tub5) Tape every edge6) Paint7) Caulk top edge of shower On second thought, this…
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Poop Poop?
Whe Scooby and I have a morning of errands to run, there is a small window of opportunity to get out the door that will allow enough time to complete everything without melting down in the middle of what is usually the last stop. If I spend the entire morning getting us ready, he gets upset that there’s no play time. So this morning we played downstairs and ate chocolate chip pancakes before I took a shower and blew out my hair just enough to prevent icicles from forming around my neck in the twenty-eight degree weather. Scooby wore what he had on yesterday and wore to bed last night…
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