Monday, November 9, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Halloween
Halloween was an interesting this year. This was the first year that we had a baby and babies change everything. My mom made the Boss the cutest little ducky costume that you've ever seen.
Here she is trying out her scary faces. Actually, this is the face she makes whenever she's frustrated about something. It's usually b/c she's not moving fast enough.
Here are the pics of our little Boss as a big fat duck. Mom went a little overboard w/ the stuffing, but it turned out cute esp since she likes to kick her legs as she's being held. It kinda looked like she was trying to swim away. She was very happy to be a duck. She didn't get any candy (this year), but her Papa was very happy to take some of the candy offered to her by our friends. We've lucked out to have such a happy Boss as our first. 
Here are the pics of our little Boss as a big fat duck. Mom went a little overboard w/ the stuffing, but it turned out cute esp since she likes to kick her legs as she's being held. It kinda looked like she was trying to swim away. She was very happy to be a duck. She didn't get any candy (this year), but her Papa was very happy to take some of the candy offered to her by our friends. We've lucked out to have such a happy Boss as our first.Both set of her Grandparents melted when they saw her in her outfit.
Thanksgiving is going to be an interesting one this year. She's going to be eating cereal (at least) so she may get a little bit of mashed potato. She's such a spoiled little girl, but @ least she's a cute little spoiled girl.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Leash Law
We live in a fairly good size city. If it were up to John and I we would live in the country, but the opportunity for our house was too good to pass up. It still is a good deal and we love our house and the neighbors who own are wonderful.
Living in a city means we have a leash law. A leash law simply put means that any time your dog is not on your property he must be on a leash. I support this law for many reasons: it keeps your dog from getting hit by cars and it keeps dogs from getting spooked and hurting someone. I understand sometimes a dog slips out, I've had dogs do everything from brute force to outsmarting me to get out of the house. I understand it happens.
Leash laws are good for another reason. People (esp here) think it's fun to keep dogs that shouldn't be breed as pets. I'm talking about pit bulls, boxers and rottweilers. This dogs are all aggressive and really serve no purpose for anyone who is not looking for dog fights. Pit bulls are notorious for not letting go in a fight until they or their opponent is dead.
Why am I going on and on about leash laws? For a very good reason. The Boss and I went for a walk today to run some errands. The weather was beautiful (in the 70s) and it was a glorious day. We had only gotten a few blocks from the house when I noticed something not right on the sidewalk ahead. I noticed a group of people in the way. Not unusual, people like to walk and talk, or in this case, curse. As I got closer, I realized it was a group of about 4 people trying to break up a dog fight. Since I had my baby with me, I didn't get closer than 10 feet. I've been in the middle of a dog fight before and I know that's one mess I don't wanna get involved with.
As I watched them try to break the dogs apart, I realized both dogs were Pit Bulls. This made me really glad I was so far away. I even saw someone get a baseball bat to try and pry the dogs jaw's apart. I also heard a lot of cussing (I don't know if the dogs understood, "get the f*** off" or not, but they kept saying it).
It took about 15 mins of us watching (the dogs had already started fighting and being pulled apart by the time we had walked down, so who knows how long they were fighting) before they finally got the dogs apart. As the one that was on the leash was walking past, I looked at the dogs face. The dog was originally white, but one side of it's face was pink. One of the guys' hand was completely bitten up.
The dog that I presume started the fight was not on a leash, which makes me believe that either the owner thought his dog was "well behaved" or it escaped. Like I said, a dog that wants to escape will escape, but I really think that Pit Bulls really should be put down or done something so that they won't attack (or in the case of that one place of Florida, eat the toes off a 7 month old) others. I also feel that chihuahuas should not be breed, but that's just b/c I find them stupid and well, stupid.
Living in a city means we have a leash law. A leash law simply put means that any time your dog is not on your property he must be on a leash. I support this law for many reasons: it keeps your dog from getting hit by cars and it keeps dogs from getting spooked and hurting someone. I understand sometimes a dog slips out, I've had dogs do everything from brute force to outsmarting me to get out of the house. I understand it happens.
Leash laws are good for another reason. People (esp here) think it's fun to keep dogs that shouldn't be breed as pets. I'm talking about pit bulls, boxers and rottweilers. This dogs are all aggressive and really serve no purpose for anyone who is not looking for dog fights. Pit bulls are notorious for not letting go in a fight until they or their opponent is dead.
Why am I going on and on about leash laws? For a very good reason. The Boss and I went for a walk today to run some errands. The weather was beautiful (in the 70s) and it was a glorious day. We had only gotten a few blocks from the house when I noticed something not right on the sidewalk ahead. I noticed a group of people in the way. Not unusual, people like to walk and talk, or in this case, curse. As I got closer, I realized it was a group of about 4 people trying to break up a dog fight. Since I had my baby with me, I didn't get closer than 10 feet. I've been in the middle of a dog fight before and I know that's one mess I don't wanna get involved with.
As I watched them try to break the dogs apart, I realized both dogs were Pit Bulls. This made me really glad I was so far away. I even saw someone get a baseball bat to try and pry the dogs jaw's apart. I also heard a lot of cussing (I don't know if the dogs understood, "get the f*** off" or not, but they kept saying it).
It took about 15 mins of us watching (the dogs had already started fighting and being pulled apart by the time we had walked down, so who knows how long they were fighting) before they finally got the dogs apart. As the one that was on the leash was walking past, I looked at the dogs face. The dog was originally white, but one side of it's face was pink. One of the guys' hand was completely bitten up.
The dog that I presume started the fight was not on a leash, which makes me believe that either the owner thought his dog was "well behaved" or it escaped. Like I said, a dog that wants to escape will escape, but I really think that Pit Bulls really should be put down or done something so that they won't attack (or in the case of that one place of Florida, eat the toes off a 7 month old) others. I also feel that chihuahuas should not be breed, but that's just b/c I find them stupid and well, stupid.
Friday, October 2, 2009
The Weather and more
John always makes fun of me for my ability to freeze in the summer (really, anything below 75 degrees is freezing). He usually kicks up the teasing in the Autumn. I think I might not survive this winter. It's the 2nd of October and it's already getting down to 40 degrees at night. Usually there is a slow downgrade to freezing, but not this year.
One bad thing about cold weather, it makes me not want to move. Maybe I'm part reptile, or @ least something cold blooded. The only thing that gets me moving faster is the call of my alarm clock aka the Boss. The cold weather also has me worried about her being too cold. Since she can't have a blanket (and not that she'd allow one to stay on her for longer than 5 seconds) we've turned the heat on earlier for her. We also bought her her own carbon monoxide detector since we use natural gas heat.
On other news (besides me freezing to death), the Boss is starting to be more mobile. I can put her under her play mat and walk out of the room. When I return 5 mins later, she'll be almost 2 feet away. She's not crawling, but she's scooting. She's been rolling around for a while, so that's not a big deal.
She also might be teething. She had a low high grade fever. For those of you who don't understand, according to the Boss's Dr, a high fever is 100.5 degrees and her fever was 100.9. It went down and the dr checked her for swine flu (doesn't have). The older women @ church have decided that means she's teething.
While she was sick (and her mama) her papa was trying to entertain her and accidentally taught her to blow raspberries. This is now her favorite thing to do now. She blows raspberries to everyone. Naturally, John hands her to me a lot and complains about how she's spitting on him.
This weekend I'm going to be making her Halloween costume. She's going to be a duck. She won't be getting any candy, but we'll be showing her off to some of the people in the neighborhood. I'm actually really excited about Halloween this year for that reason. It's interesting to see the holidays thru the eyes of your child, even if they don't know what's going on.
One bad thing about cold weather, it makes me not want to move. Maybe I'm part reptile, or @ least something cold blooded. The only thing that gets me moving faster is the call of my alarm clock aka the Boss. The cold weather also has me worried about her being too cold. Since she can't have a blanket (and not that she'd allow one to stay on her for longer than 5 seconds) we've turned the heat on earlier for her. We also bought her her own carbon monoxide detector since we use natural gas heat.
On other news (besides me freezing to death), the Boss is starting to be more mobile. I can put her under her play mat and walk out of the room. When I return 5 mins later, she'll be almost 2 feet away. She's not crawling, but she's scooting. She's been rolling around for a while, so that's not a big deal.
She also might be teething. She had a low high grade fever. For those of you who don't understand, according to the Boss's Dr, a high fever is 100.5 degrees and her fever was 100.9. It went down and the dr checked her for swine flu (doesn't have). The older women @ church have decided that means she's teething.
While she was sick (and her mama) her papa was trying to entertain her and accidentally taught her to blow raspberries. This is now her favorite thing to do now. She blows raspberries to everyone. Naturally, John hands her to me a lot and complains about how she's spitting on him.
This weekend I'm going to be making her Halloween costume. She's going to be a duck. She won't be getting any candy, but we'll be showing her off to some of the people in the neighborhood. I'm actually really excited about Halloween this year for that reason. It's interesting to see the holidays thru the eyes of your child, even if they don't know what's going on.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Music and Memories
The other day while I was listening to my mp3 player (the Boss likes to watch Mama sing and dance really funny) I heard I song I hadn't heard in a while. The song was "the cup of life" by Ricky Martin. It's funny how little things like songs can bring back memories you haven't thought about in a long time. This song is the soundtrack of a very tough time in my extended family. My cousin Larry Denzil (who is for all intents and purposes adopted) and his wife Marsha were expecting Lil Larry who was born w/ all sorts of issues. Marsha had to be close to John Hopkins Hospital (where Lil Larry was born) and Larry had to work while taking care of his almost 2 yr old daughter Savannah. My mom offered to watch her while he was @ work and I was able to help most days due to my college schedule (as well as being off for holidays, etc).
So why does The Cup of Life remind me of this time period? Well, back when Napster was free, I had downloaded the song and accidentally discovered the Savannah loved to dance to the song. This was the only song she would dance to (and by dance, I mean toddler dance, arms up and wiggling her hips side to side) and both Mom and I thought it was hilarious.
This also brought the memory of poor little Savannah being weened from a bottle completely. She would just hang off of the door to my parents fridge pitifully crying "milchk" "milchk" (and yes, the ch is necessary as it was how she said milk). It broke my mom's heart listening to it, but in the end, she was convinced that eating food off of Buckle Ben and Schicia's plates was much better than a bottle (and that's how she said Uncle Ben and Tricia). Forget the fact that my parents put food on her plate, she wouldn't eat that, but she would steal green beans off of them in a heartbeat.
This was also the time when she loved to flirt w/ my dad and try and get my mom to act all jealous (and that was what it was, an act). She would get mom's attention and say "Schicia, I Buckle Ben's girl" @ which point mom would say something like, "I'm uncle Ben's girl" and my dad would bask in the love of a two year old.
Those are good memories. I hope the Boss has as good of memories of my parents (and John's) as Savannah and her siblings do (and they still call my dad Buckle Ben).
So why does The Cup of Life remind me of this time period? Well, back when Napster was free, I had downloaded the song and accidentally discovered the Savannah loved to dance to the song. This was the only song she would dance to (and by dance, I mean toddler dance, arms up and wiggling her hips side to side) and both Mom and I thought it was hilarious.
This also brought the memory of poor little Savannah being weened from a bottle completely. She would just hang off of the door to my parents fridge pitifully crying "milchk" "milchk" (and yes, the ch is necessary as it was how she said milk). It broke my mom's heart listening to it, but in the end, she was convinced that eating food off of Buckle Ben and Schicia's plates was much better than a bottle (and that's how she said Uncle Ben and Tricia). Forget the fact that my parents put food on her plate, she wouldn't eat that, but she would steal green beans off of them in a heartbeat.
This was also the time when she loved to flirt w/ my dad and try and get my mom to act all jealous (and that was what it was, an act). She would get mom's attention and say "Schicia, I Buckle Ben's girl" @ which point mom would say something like, "I'm uncle Ben's girl" and my dad would bask in the love of a two year old.
Those are good memories. I hope the Boss has as good of memories of my parents (and John's) as Savannah and her siblings do (and they still call my dad Buckle Ben).
Friday, September 4, 2009
found it
I found the video I was trying to upload earlier. Like I said, she was trying to make the same sounds. Now she's mad b/c I refuse to pick her up. It's good for her to not be in my arms 24/7. She does enjoy sitting up (by being propped up by me) or standing. This one is not one to sit still for a minute.
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