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We are preemptively spending our tax return. That is never a good idea, I'm sure, but Jen's parents keep asking when we're going to visit them (read: take the baby to their house) and I stumbled across tickets from Hartford to Ft. Myers that were a) not ridiculously expensive and b) NONSTOP, baby! so we bought them. We had to impulse buy them because the outgoing flight had five remaining seats. So we bought them and then called Jen's parents to make sure they would be home.
I guess Jen's mom is tired of arguing with Jen about our "crazy" parenting choices, because when she asked if we needed a crib for the baby and Jen said, "No, she sleeps with us," her mom said, "Oh, whatever."
HA HA HA.
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Punk attended her first party yesterday! She was in a room full of strangers on a too-short nap and she DID. NOT. CRY. Hot damn, she even sat in her travel booster seat thinger and ate peas, laughed at some strangers, and let people she did not know pick her up. She did scream, but hey, that's what she does best. And. And. AND. she let me put her down in her PnP and slept without a peep for nearly 4 hours before I put her on the bed with me. And she even took a nap this morning. A nap! At SOMEONE ELSE'S HOUSE outside of the Fortress of Solitude. I had to lay in bed with her but whatever, she took a nap!
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She made up for all of this awesome by crying a lot when we took her to see my grandparents. Thank God we could blame it on teething, because I don't want them to get a complex.
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Speaking of teething, guess whose second tooth broke through the other day? Go on, guess.
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On our way to the party thinger in Boston (we brought a car seat and some other stuff to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
whuffle and halleyscomet) we had to stop to feed a hungry Punk and the nearest place to stop was the Natick Mall. While we were walking through Initials One Cent to find a place to sit, Punk channeled her voice through me and said, "I wonder if they have a Gymboree," because they don't have such craziness where we live, thank God. And right outside the store was a frickin Gymboree. So we bought her an outfit. On sale. That cost $40.
THAT OUTFIT HAD BETTER BE MADE OF GOLD, DAMMIT.
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Also, we got to smoosh onhopemcg and meglett and Quinn! It was so fun and only a little crazy to have an infant and a toddler in the house. I guess we're all prepared for the inevitable #2 now!
I guess Jen's mom is tired of arguing with Jen about our "crazy" parenting choices, because when she asked if we needed a crib for the baby and Jen said, "No, she sleeps with us," her mom said, "Oh, whatever."
HA HA HA.
~//~
Punk attended her first party yesterday! She was in a room full of strangers on a too-short nap and she DID. NOT. CRY. Hot damn, she even sat in her travel booster seat thinger and ate peas, laughed at some strangers, and let people she did not know pick her up. She did scream, but hey, that's what she does best. And. And. AND. she let me put her down in her PnP and slept without a peep for nearly 4 hours before I put her on the bed with me. And she even took a nap this morning. A nap! At SOMEONE ELSE'S HOUSE outside of the Fortress of Solitude. I had to lay in bed with her but whatever, she took a nap!
~//~
She made up for all of this awesome by crying a lot when we took her to see my grandparents. Thank God we could blame it on teething, because I don't want them to get a complex.
~//~
Speaking of teething, guess whose second tooth broke through the other day? Go on, guess.
~//~
On our way to the party thinger in Boston (we brought a car seat and some other stuff to
whuffle and halleyscomet) we had to stop to feed a hungry Punk and the nearest place to stop was the Natick Mall. While we were walking through Initials One Cent to find a place to sit, Punk channeled her voice through me and said, "I wonder if they have a Gymboree," because they don't have such craziness where we live, thank God. And right outside the store was a frickin Gymboree. So we bought her an outfit. On sale. That cost $40.THAT OUTFIT HAD BETTER BE MADE OF GOLD, DAMMIT.
~//~
Also, we got to smoosh on
hopemcg and meglett and Quinn! It was so fun and only a little crazy to have an infant and a toddler in the house. I guess we're all prepared for the inevitable #2 now!
