7 posts tagged “joseph”
And he's coming to get you!
I'm looking for a lunch box for Joseph's new daycare and I found these from Terracycle:
But! I have no idea how to buy one!
It needs to hold an ice pack too.
* I talk about myself in the third person, namely saying "Mama." For example, "Mama needs a nap."
* Most of my sentences are in the form of a question. "Can you hear the birdies?" "Is that a puppy?"
* I find Cheerios everywhere!
* I have a deep appreciation for all things drive-thru: bank ATM's, car wash, coffee, food, library (book drop-off), pay-at-the-pump, pharmacy pick up, you name it.
* Perpetually have cartoon theme songs stuck in my head at all times.
* I am going to be buried alive in a land fill for saying this: but I frickin' love disposable diapers. I love the smell of opening a brand-new package and I love how efficient I am at putting them on a very squiggly boy. I am really the best at putting on diapers, seriously. Way better than his daycare who changes thousands of diapers a week. When I'm changing him after daycare has dressed him in the one he's wearing, I shake my head at how poorly the coverage is and am surprised he doesn't have more blowouts. I don't know what it is...but I really like changing his diapers. I suppose I could invest in the cloth system, but it's pointless at this time because daycares do not allow cloth diapers. So in exchange for the damage I'm doing to the environment, and to make myself feel better, I pick up any and all recyclable litter I see around my home and work and well, any other place I happen to be. Please forgive me Mother Nature! (Actually, no. You have every right to be very, very disgusted with me.)
* Before having Joseph Jon can tell you I am a very light sleeper. Jon likes to stay up much later than I do, sometimes hours after I have already fallen asleep, resulting in his having to enter the bedroom at his own risk because if I'm startled, even the slightest little bit, I will scream and sometimes scare the shit out of him. That is the worst case scenario, of course, although I have been known to sit straight up too but that's rare occasion. Anyway! My point is that after having Joseph, I'm a lighter sleeper. I pretty much hear everything. However, I still sleep really well at night. Go figure.
* I cry at the drop of a hat.
* Any child abuse story, child pornography story, heart-wrenching story, gets way under my skin.
* Hearing stories of making a child's life better just by being present and "seeing them" and appreciating them makes me burst with pride but also wither at the thought that there are so many neglected children out there.
* I really think I have the capacity to work with kids some day and am grateful for the possible opportunity at our church.
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