Sunday, October 05, 2008
Friday, October 03, 2008
What is it about this guy?

Elmo? Really? Personally, Grover has always been my favorite...Elmo, not so much. I don't hate him....I just don't particularly enjoy him.
So, you can imagine my dismay when he appeared on the TV (as he always does) when we take a trip to Sesame Street and T yelled "ELMO! ELMO! ELMO!" and proceeded to "hug" the TV.
Who teaches them these things?
I always ignore Elmo when he is on, always careful not to draw any attention to him, and I always play up the other characters, such as my friend Grover.
So, how come when we swung by the store to pick up diapers "someone" again started yelling his
name? She had spotted a pair of slippers in his likeness.
And when we got home and she was in the bathroom washing her hands, "ELMO!".
I guess I failed to notice that he and others were on her toothbrush.
It's as if she's become an Elmo addict overnight!
I am holding my ground, no Elmo is to intentionally enter our house:)
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Update
We have permanently moved them to the upstairs bathroom and I only had to get in the tub with her 2 or so times. So far so good :)
She is so funny-the upstairs bathroom is the newly remodeled one and every time she goes in there she points to the floor and to the walls and says "Nice, niiiiiiice!"
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Bummer of a week....

On Monday we went to the children's museum because the weather was so crummy and on our way home we were broadsided by a very old couple in a very large Mercedes....going very slow.
I saw it happening but couldn't do anything. This woman was like 90 yrs old and was sitting at a red light. We were just crossing the intersection (slowly because of construction traffic) and I see the woman start to pull out, stop and then continue to slowly roll into us! Our light was still green and hers was still very red. She basically tapped us-thank God because it was on T's side just behind her door. No damage except a tiny scrape on my wheel and thankfully, no injuries. The woman was a huge pain in my ass but I was on my best behavior and was nice.
Fast forward to yesterday. We are at Caribou with friends, I am enjoying my pumpkin latte and T is enjoying some banana bread & playing with toys. Suddenly, she decides it's time to leave and heads for the door. I get up, grab onto her hand & we start to walk back to our seat. She walks about 1/2 way with me & then decides she's not going any further. She proceeds to throw herself to the ground and I'm still holding her hand.....yup, dislocated elbow...again. This time I knew what it was so I didn't panic. We headed over to the doctor and he fixed her right up. While we were there, a nurse that I had never seen before kept commenting on how cute T is. Yes, she is cute and a comment or 2 is fine but this woman wouldn't stop!
It started with "Are you the mother?" to which I responded "Yes, I am THE mother" and went on to "she's so cute", "oh my, look how cute!", "She has such cute hair!", "Oh my God, I can't believe how cute!". And on and on and on. All this while my child is screaming in pain.
Seriously?!

