Rough and Tumble

By Moriah on March 31st, 2008

So, where was I?

Oh yes. John and Vangie (my cousin) were in town for a music something-or-other this weekend so we got them Saturday night through Sunday dinner.

We always have fun with them. It’s nice to hang out with people that are generally likeminded and you don’t have to explain your whole life story to.

Because Vange and I? We go back a little ways.

And she’s the only college roommate I ever had. She put up with me – which is convenient – and did my laundry the entire semester we were in France. (Shrunk my favorite sweater once, though.)

But anyway, that’s not really what I was going to write about.

While we were eating our yummy (thankyouverymuch) stir-fry, I looked up to where Drew was standing at the top of the stairs, with his pants and underwear down around his ankles, and watched him in slow motion (or so it seemed) fall headfirst down the stairs.

He’s fine. A little red bump on his forehead, but otherwise no worse for wear. A little dent to the pride, perhaps, if he’d been a little older.

The poor little guy! He was just tryin’ to get those pesky pants back up and needed a little help. Didn’t realize you can’t actually walk down the stairs with your legs and feet thus tied.

But, man, it was a sight I’m sure we won’t soon forget.



One birthday party, slightly pink.

By Moriah on March 30th, 2008


The one about the Swiffer Vac

By Moriah on March 29th, 2008

Way back in, you know, November, I got a random e-mail from the Mom Blogs asking if I wanted to receive a free Swiffer Vac in exchange for a blog post.

Why yes, yes I would. I heart free.

It came in the mail right before Christmas.


I decided I was too busy to clean, so I dumped the box in the laundry room and then forgot all about it.

Anyway, I recently lugged the box back out and had a little look-see. I remembered it because, well, Spring Cleaning. Ahem.

(And also, Adelaide’s birthday party is today.)

Look! A free copy of Shrek the Third and a gingerbread man! How thoughtful of them.


(Except the gingerbread man was more on par with a doggie biscuit.)


Alright, what have we got here?


Assembly…check.


24-hour charge…check.

I have to admit, I was a little skeptical about any sort of cross between a broom and a stick vacuum. (Why not just get the stick vacuum?) But if you think of it as a Swiffer (or a modern-day broom without the fuss of a dustpan), you’ll love it.

I did have keep reminding myself at first to stop thinking of it as a vacuum cleaner. But after that I decided I really do like it. A lot.

It’s great for quick under-the-table cleanup after meals; it gets all the crumbs and even picks up Cheerios! Which, as you know, is quite helpful in this house.

It’s not as loud as a full-blown vacuum and it’s super light. It’s cordless (there is a plug to recharge the battery), and doesn’t take any effort to lug out and use. It’s a really, really great glorified broom that takes care of it’s own dust pile.

So, between that and my Swiffer WetJet, it’s like I have my own personal housekeeping team. Except that they don’t actually clean for me, however unfortunately. (And don’t let the reference to the WetJet deceive you into thinking I “mop” every week. Until last night I hadn’t used it since before Christmas in a while.)

Happy Spring Cleaning, y’all!



Whaa??

By Moriah on March 28th, 2008

On the way home from the park the other day:


Isn’t that an oxymoron?



Updating

By Moriah on March 27th, 2008

If you link or subscribe to me (or use a bookmark), you need to update your link/blogroll to www.pleasepassthesalt1.com because that is my new web address.

And we wouldn’t want to lose touch, now, would we?



Happy Birthday, Sweet Baby Girl

By Moriah on March 26th, 2008



You’ve been nothing but a happy blessing to us.



And We Love Them No Less

By Moriah on March 26th, 2008

In honor of Adelaide’s birthday tomorrow, I thought I would post a little observation on the Third Child.

A few weeks ago I was talking on the phone to one of my aunts, and before she called I had been in the process of getting Adelaide down for her morning nap. So, still chatting, I put Adelaide in her bed with her blanket, bunny and bottle, and then shut the door and resumed my conversation about plane tickets. It occurred to me, though, that I hadn’t changed her diaper and I sort of mused about it out loud to my aunt and then said, “oh well!” We had a little laugh over it. I wasn’t about to go back in there since it was so quiet.

But it got me to thinking. It sure is funny the difference between firstborns and thirdborns. Here’s a few random anecdotes I came up with:

Firstborns typically have a million baby pictures, a full baby book, and lots of mementos from their early years. I’ve even seen bronzed baby shoes. Third babies are lucky if they even have a baby book. And most of their baby pictures show them along with the rest of their siblings.

Firstborns get to wear the new baby clothes with bright colors, fresh from the baby shower. Thirdborns get to sport stains from before they were even born. And their clothes are a little faded. And shrunk.

Firstborns get their diaper changed regularly. Thirdborns? Not so much. Adelaide’s diaper gets changed when she poops. Or in the morning when it can’t possibly hold another drop.

A firstborn gets picked up when it cries. Thirdborns get picked up when everyone else stops crying.

I was religious with prenatal vitamins when I was pregnant with Drew. For Adelaide I remembered maybe once a week. Or less.

Firstborns get the pretty nursery. Adelaide sleeps in a pack n’ play in Andy’s office. (On custom foam, though, at least.)

A first baby gets checked for normal breathing several times during the night. By the third baby, the bassinet is wedged in the bathroom so everyone else can get some peace.

A first baby gets regular baths. The third baby gets a bath when the mom notices that he/she stinks.

Parents are extra careful with baby food for a firstborn. Thirdborns are more on an “anything goes” policy.

That’s all I could think of for now. Anyone want to add on?



E-Mail

By Moriah on March 25th, 2008

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