Well, I did it. I indulged in the purest form of female masochism: swim-suit shopping.

I do believe that this activity can make me feel more ancient at 26 years old than any other practice known to man.

Of course, there’s the post-baby body problem and the fact that there just isn’t anything in the form of a swimsuit that can overcome those areas. Enough said.

In addition, are you aware that there is no longer any such thing as a 1-piece swimsuit? Nada, zip, zero, zilch. (more…)

I made a mistake yesterday that even the newest parents would raise an eyebrow at. While changing her in a restaurant bathroom, I allowed Button the chance to pee on the changing table.

And she seized the opportunity like a dog who finds the leftover fish in the trashcan.

Actually, she was very casual about it. It never ceases to amaze me the way babies can be laying there, playing with an article of clothing, and peeing all over the place without even noticing.

The thing that gets me is that I was totally unprepared. I had one diaper, one outfit, a couple of baby wipes and no pad under her on the table. So the mess immediately went everywhere and soaked everything. What was I thinking?

Truth is, I’ve been spoiled. Button is generally very good for me on the changing table and I have gotten used to it. In over 7 months, she has NEVER peed while I was changing her - with the exception of ONE TIME, when I already had the new diaper under her so there was no mess.

So naturally, she chooses to terminate this winning streak in a public setting when I am completely unprepared to deal with the consequences.

Sometimes I think babies are born with psychic powers. THEY KNOW…they know…

Button is with the grandparents for the night, which means I have time to…um…fake that I didn’t completely neglect the Month 7 newsletter.

This isn’t really a newsletter. It’s basically a chronical for my own records so I can look back and see when things happen.

She’s SO ABOUT TO CRAWL. In the last week she has learned how to get from a laying to a sitting position, and how to pull herself up into a standing position in her crib without any help.

Which, of course, means that she’s also ready and eager to try all sorts of other things she’s just not ready for yet…like standing up without holding on to anything for support, and launching herself after certain objects - both of which result in the rather unpleasant face plant. (more…)

“Why did they decide to make it shaped like that? The Pentagon is the ony building in the world actually named after its shape.”

“Pyramids.”

“No, the shape pyramid was named after the Pyramids. It’d be like, ‘Let’s go out to the Sphere today.”

“I have an appointment over at the Parallelogram.”

“Meet me at the Quadrilateral Triangle.”

“…What’s a quadrilateral triangle?”

“…Good question. Call the Rhombus and ask. They’ll know.”