Showing posts from October, 2003
The phone rings. I answer (using the speakerphone), "Sargent residence". The person on the line says, "This is 911. Is there a problem there?" No wonder I can't find the phone. I look over and there is Joy with the phone to her ear, looking all innocence. The operator repeats, "This is 911, is there a problem there?" I say "Oh NO. My daughter was playing with the phone." She asks for my address and asks that I make sure she doesn't make any more false calls to 9-1-1. The phone call ends and Josh says, "How did she figure out to call 911???" That is the same question I am still asking myself. Too bad you can't do a keylock on regular phones.
[Thursday;03:16 PM] Tymbrwulf: guess what your daughter is doing [Thursday;03:16 PM] WhslngDeth: Climbing? [Thursday;03:16 PM] Tymbrwulf: no.... [Thursday;03:16 PM] WhslngDeth: Getting into stuff? drawing? Driving you crazy? [Thursday;03:20 PM] Tymbrwulf: you know that leaky cup of hers [Thursday;03:20 PM] Tymbrwulf: she was letting some drip on the table, then taking her dirty tank top from a few days ago and wiping it up [Thursday;03:20 PM] WhslngDeth: Oh brother. [Thursday;03:22 PM] Tymbrwulf: she did this a few times in a row before .... going over to my purse and finding the checkbook and pen [Thursday;03:22 PM] Tymbrwulf: she's trying to write a check now [Thursday;03:22 PM] Tymbrwulf: I went over to her to grab the checkbook and she pulled it away from me and looked like "MINE, you left it where I could get it" [Thursday;03:23 PM] * WhslngDeth rolls his eyes...she's not even 2 yet! [Thursday;03:23 PM] Tymbrwulf: she was *luckily* writing on the backs of the
I'm proud of myself today. I got two loads of laundry, actually three, completely washed, dried and put away. The put away part is especially important :) I am LOUSY at putting laundry away. I've been a subscriber of FlyLady for over a year now and I am still getting "flywashed". The thing that has begun to stick is the "do it now" principle. I just have to consciously hear myself repeat that in my head for things to get done. And the bed gets made everyday!!! At least 2-3 mornings Tim either helps me or does it himself. It's been especially nice since our anniversary when he got us a mahogany 4-poster bed ... with canopy :) So anyways, I *finally* declutterd my side of the bathroom sink and organized all my hair and beauty stuff. Quite a bit of it I don't use anymore (I mean, who has time to curl her hair, with curlers or a hot iron????) and got rid of a lot of makeup that I don't use and/or won't use. I even managed to vacuum the whole ups
My daughter is growing soooo fast. This morning she wanted to get ready with me. She brushed her teeth, then wanted to brush her hair. So she did that while I did mine and then I put some clips. Now ... she crawled into the sink to get to my lip gloss, the flavored stuff. So my little angel is all made up (well, hair and lips, I don't wear any other makeup). Now, she turned on the TV, flipped the channels and settled on Christoper Lowell. She did the same thing yesterday. My child who does not sit still is sitting totally engrossed. She even claps when the audience claps. It's kinda cute and kinda creepy. and oh yeah, she's eating a cup of ice. She's teething again. I just wish I knew what the draw was for her about a design show. She kinda watched Surprise by Design yesterday too.