It’s a list kind of day:

  • I’m sick.  Because why not?  I think I had a few good months of being decently healthy, but that run is officially over and I am now living off neocitron.  Here’s to hoping this cold doesn’t get worse before it get’s better.
  • Little MPB is a runner, climber and jumper. Yesterday at a kids play place he climbed, and jumped into a ball pit.  I saw him fall, he hit is head on a padded edge.  He looked totally fine, but started to cry.  So, Mr. MPB swooped in to give him kisses and cure his injury.  After some kisses, he stopped crying, got up and limped his way to the next toy.  Apparently, he didn’t just bump his head, he also landed funny on his ankle.  He’s still limping, and if he’s still limping in a few days, we’ll head to the doctor for a real check-up.
  • Next weekend we are doing our first set of family photos since Little MPB was an infant and we got infant photos.  I’m dreading the photos because I much prefer to be behind the camera.  But hopefully we get at least one or two good ones.
  • Last week while I was out of town with work in the middle of no-where, my car had a problem.  The low-beams died.  Which wouldn’t have been a big deal, except the smoke from forest fires was so bad I kind of needed them.  Needless to say, I needed to get them fixed before I could come home.  Mr. MPB told me it’s super easy and that ‘anyone’ can change a fuse, assuming it was a fuse problem.  So, I put on my big girl pants, read my car’s user manual, opened the hood, opened the fuse box and changed the fuse.  Which promptly did nothing to fix the problem.  So, needless to say, I still had to find a mechanic and pay a mechanic to fix my lights.  I will admit, I’m slightly disappointed that my first attempt to fix my car myself, didn’t work and I had to rely on a mechanic to solve my problem.  But, oh well.
  • Doodle MPB is, well, Doodle MPB.  We are learning to live with her crazy and learning to accept that she is just crazy.  Her paw is healing nicely.  And we finally decided to get rid of her x-pen, which had an open top which allowed her to jump.  Now she’s in a fully caged, metal cage, and she’s so much less annoying now that she cannot jump constantly.  Like someone said, when she get’s excited it’s like her adrenaline loop is broken and she cannot settle back down.  Removing her ability to jump has made her more tolerable.  Thankfully.
  • I woke up early, and signed Little MPB up for swimming again.  I just realized this might be our last mom-tot swimming session as non-parented swimming starts at 3 here. I’m not sure I’m ready to sit on the sidelines during swimming class!!  So, I had better soak up every single moment of each of our remaining classes together!

What’s everyone else up to these days??

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Here we go again…I am transitioning Little MPB to the next size up in clothing.

I thought we’d be in size 2 for a few months longer.  But, Little MPB decided to go through a massive growth spurt, and as much as I’ve tried to put off changing out his dresser drawers, it’s time to admit that I really needs to be change out his drawers.  He is starting to look a little silly with his pants being too short and his shorts starting to look like some sort of baby short-shorts.

Thankfully, I don’t have to go shopping in order to change his clothing size.  You see, I always keep the next size of clothing stashed away in his closet – often I pick up cute things as I see them, or people gift them to us, or when we go to the USA we go on a shopping spree and collect a lot at once because everything is so much cheaper.  (I know one day Little MPB will care more about the process of buying clothing, but for now, I embrace that we get to pick everything out).

I know many mom’s dread this particular activity, presumably because it indicates their little baby is literally growing up.

Not me. I actually love this activity. In fact, I love it so much, it may just be one of my most special parenting rituals.  I love how this is a literal reminder that he is here, healthy and growing up just as he should.

As I switch out the clothing, it’s always just me, alone, quietly in Little MPB’s room.  I get to quietly reminiscing over the clothing he’s outgrown – and setting aside a few of my favourite pieces to keep. How amazing it is that I get to dress this tiny human and show him the world.  But mostly, I just reflect on how fortunate I am to have him in our lives.

And this time, it looks like it’s going to be a lot more fun, as Little MPB has started taking an interest in his clothing.  Don’t get me wrong, he’d still rather be naked most of the time, but he has just starting to help pick his shirt in the morning.  And, right now, he is absolutely loving seeing all his new shirts!  Randomly during the day, he’ll look at his shirt and say Mommy, look at my shirt!  or Mommy, see Marshall on my shirt? as he holds his shirt out as far as he can. It is truly adorable.

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