So seeing as it's been a really long time since I've posted and I feel like the biggest slacker alive, seeing as I've been reading all of the goings on of you all I suppose the only thing left to do this very boring night is to post about my seemingly not-so-interesting life.
I came up with the magnificent idea that I should start bring the work laptop home on nights that hubby has to work so that I could catch up on some files at the office that I NEVER have time for. Seems some of our clients want their accidents settled and there are just not enough hours in the day to take a terrible mess of a file for a person that seemingly was not that hurt and turn it into a masterpiece that an insurance adjuster is going to offer thousands of dollars on to settle. bummer. After setting up my new wireless router and getting the work laptop connected to said router, I am unable to remote into the work server. Seems no one knows the password. bummer... or maybe not.
Life is happening here. Same old stuff really, nothing too interesting to blog or brag about for that matter. I've cleaned, washed piles of clothes and kept the dishes up only to look around and realize it all needs to be done over again. I've dropped off and picked up at daycare, I've given baths and brushed teeth only to realize the day is gone again and its time to start over. What is this life and why the hell is it moving so fast. My darling baby is now 2 years and 3 months and I'm asking myself where ever did that 60 pound pregnancy go other than to my never shrinking gut?
And then... there is the Bedtime Chart - Ashley, as you may have read about before was having quite the time getting and staying into bed. I previously admitted that I had to lock the door to keep her in her room at bedtime and was backed up by several other commenters as well as a doctor saying that was indeed the thing to do. Afraid to admit that after giving this a go and awaiting the epiphany that my child was supposed to have - 2 months later - it still wasn't sinking in. Hubby and I then discussed the bedtime chart. The rules are simple. Stay in your bed, in your room for that matter, and in the morning, if you succeed, a sticker is given to be placed on the next open square. And there it is... God Bless the Bedtime Chart. My sweet baby has fallen for this, hook, line and sinker. She has undoubtedly stayed in her room EVERY night, EVERY naptime since the creation of the beloved Bedtime Chart and without fail, immediately when she comes into our room in the morning or after naptime she tells me "I need a sticker, Mommy" and if I don't remember then, oh she remembers to sweetly remind me again later that she needs a sticker for her "cart". Here is it, crooked in the picture, hanging in the hallway next to her doorway, in all its glory, I present you with the Bedtime Chart:
Sweet child of mine received her first prize, for filling up the first row on Friday morning after staying in on Thursday night. Friday after work she and I went to Wal-mart ("yay Wal-mart" as she likes to say) to get her prize. We thought that a movie would be appropriate. She wanted a pincess movie (aka Princess) but when we got there she saw "Cars" and had to have that one instead and so I must admit, for the better part of the weekend "Cars" has been playing at my house non-stop. (cute movie). I am proud of her, but the prizes are going to have to decrease in value as I will be the first to admit, that if she keeps this up, I will go broke buying a new movie every 11 bed/naptimes. I somehow doubt though that this 2 year old is going to notice the value of her prize decreasing if the value of a shiny little sticker is so high despite the fact that regularly she tells my hubby and I: I want money, Mommy (or Daddy), whichever she is speaking to. LOL.
On a funny note, speaking of "yay Wal-mart" I do have a story to share of our travels over the Christmas holiday. On the 22nd of December, we left to go to my Mom and Dad's house on the south-western side of Virginia. We stayed there, over Christmas before driving to the eastern side of the state on the 27th - to our ears in presents - where hubby's parents live. On the 30th we began the drive home. As we were driving down the highway, somewhat late in the night, we passed a prison out in the middle of no where. Ashley should have been asleep, but as usual, was not (not a car-sleeper). She saw the prison, all the fences, the barbwire and all the lights and with delight shouted "WAL-MART". Conversation continued as this:
Me: "that's not Wal-Mart baby..."
interrupted by her with: "uh-huh it is"
Me: "no, that is a prison, baby... that was where bad people go"
Her: "Bad people go a Wal-Mart?"
With a chuckle, I just had to leave it at that... so bad people go to Wal-Mart and maybe now she'll be more convinced she really does need to hold Mommy's hand after all. lol... only kidding.
Another time, during the trip hubby and I were having a discussion over something or another. I really don't recall what it was but let me make it clear we were not fighting and we always try our very best not to do so in front of her. She will never learn to divide and conquer this pair, I tell ya... and out of the blue she says - "yay, fighting". Conversation dropped, middle of sentence leaving us both chuckling while trying to explain that no one was fighting, that Mommy and Daddy were just talking. (promise, its true). Where on earth did she get that from?
Seriously though, this child amazes me, perhaps because she's my first, perhaps because I only have baby sitting experiences from long ago to compare her to but her vocabulary, her understanding and the things she comes off with never cease to amaze me. She is such a little person and understands way more than I think she should - anyone found the "stop time now" button we're all so desperately in search of?
