Oh my! This brings back many happy memories! Last summer the inflatable pool I had bought 3 years prior to that finally made its debut. We had tried to set it up in the back yard but it wasn’t level and the yard was nothing but sand and we just couldn’t keep it clean. Plus Doodicus was not a water lover.
And then we poured a patio and the pool fit perfectly on it. Aitch was a total water baby and her lack of fear made us a bit panicky. Here she is after climbing the ladder and then leaping off into her dad’s arms, whether he was ready or not.
We set the pool up again this past summer but it was fraught with issues insomuch it had several pinhole leaks and a tear, After several patches were set up (and still more were found), we lazily failed to clean it after a week and once the water turned green, the damage was done. We took it down and it ended up in the trash.
Seeing this picture reminds me of how much I missed that summer of 2010.
It’s hard to believe that we have been in our home for almost five years. I will never forget how my daughter’s room started off as the “Baby’s Room” when I was pregnant with Vivienne and we were drawing up blueprints back in 2004. And when it became the “Spare Bedroom”, I never allowed myself to imagine that it would be anything but.
When I first found out I was pregnant from our donor cycle and would sleep in that room because Sparring Partner was snoring, I would lay awake with my hands clasped protectively over my abdomen and plea to whatever powers that be to let this one stay. Tears would leak from my eyes when I squeezed them with earnest and they would spill down my face and into my ears.
Over the past two years, I still wipe tears from my cheeks. The Baby’s Room became the Spare Bedroom and then the Baby’s Room again. I’m slowly accepting that it’ll lose it’s hopes and dreams-based title for good all too soon.
Drafted a year and half ago and I honestly can’t recall where I was going with it. I decided to post it as is since it coincides with the fact we literally just set up Aitch’s new bed in her room. The “baby’s room”.
Things went better at the meeting than I expected. Details, if I get around to them, will be provided then.
Instead of writing blog posts, I’ve become obsessed with Pinterest. It’s not you, it’s me.
I have a board that I post the stupid things I find on Pinterest to, including the above poster (without the strike-through or additional word). Of course someone went right ahead and repinned it so now the damn thing is perpetuating itself like a couple of cockroaches under the sink of a hoarders bathroom sink.
Now that I have it posted a corrected version here, I can repin it. And you can just go about with your day as usual while I ride my high horse off into the sunset.
I wish I was referring to the holidays.
Tomorrow there will be a meeting at 7:30 a.m. at the school. Sparring Partner and myself will be there. The fourth grade teachers will be there. The principal will be there. The school district’s psychologist will be there. And Doodicus will be there.
I should have wrote sooner, but honestly? I don’t know what to write anymore.
I found this really cute idea on Pinterest about turning thin, long hair into a full bun by simply using a sock. I thought it was worth repinning – even though my hair is ubershort – because many of my friends have long hair, but then I realized this would be great for Aitch, my 3 1/2 year old.
Her hair, which is straight and long, is also very thin and fine. Styling is rather limited to a ponytail or just letting it hang down. I thought I’d give this idea a try to see if it was as simple as it looked. Here she is Before:
I went through my lost-mate sock basket and found one that I thought would work both because of its tan color and because of its less bulky size. First I just cut the toe off as the original instructions indicated, but once I rolled it up to see how it would look, it was way too bulky. I then cut off the whole foot leaving the leg portion. My hand is there for size comparison.
I rolled up the sock, which was now a much better size, and threaded Aitch’s ponytail up through the center, folded a little over and then rolled the sock down her head while wrapping the hair around it. This was the first time result:
I think this is a very cute alternative to the ponies (as we refer to them), especially if going to church or out with the grandparents (who give us the stink eye whenever she shows up with her hair down in her face). I also think this would be adorable on a flower girl who has hair that just won’t stay curled. Imagine pinning a tiny spray of flowers at the base of the bun. Cute, right?!
The idea works. The only downside is that Aitch didn’t like it and tried to pull it out herself nearly causing a incurable tangle of hair. I’ll give it a try when she isn’t so cranky-ass tired. Also, if you have a Pinterest account, we should totally follow each other!