Month: April 2007

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A very fun new book

So the family Kahuna had another very busy family filled weekend–this one “up north” in and around Chicagoland. And I won’t bore you with how we thought the Babe was merely teething and having allergy issues when really she was carrying and probably infecting the entire family with a virus–no, no, I won’t go there. Instead, I want to tell you about the book pictured above.

One Saturday we got together with BgK’s family (seeing an aunt and a cousin we haven’t seen in six years, which was great). His brother’s girlfriend brought all the kids a signed copy of the above book “Wake Up, Papa Bear!”–it’s written by family members of hers. It is DARLING. The Babe loves all things pop-up and lift-the-flap and she took to this one immediately. There are textures to feel, levers to pull and a great big “GROWL” mouth in the middle. Too cute!!!

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Do me a favor…..

And flood these idiots’ inbox with the message that a said tshirt isn’t funny. Or chic. Or cool. Or novel.

Instead, it’s offensive, insensitive, immature, rude, and well, stupid. I’ll let you know if I get a response to the email I sent.

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How did THAT happen?

I’ve said that a few times in my almost 21 months as a mom. Today, though, is one for the record books.

The Babe and I were chilling before dinner with a little Baby E. She was sitting on my lap when all of a sudden I felt a rather warm, wet sensation. I thought, “well, maybe she just peed, and my leg feels warm because she’s sitting on it.” Obviously, it had been a long, hard day or I would have realized that if the diaper had contained the urine, my leg wouldn’t feel wet. She stayed put, and I wasn’t about to wreck the good Baby E mojo with an intermission diaper change.

So we continue to space out, and as the credits roll, the Babe climbs off and I realized that I am, in fact, wet. Really wet. Wet all around the crotch area of my own pants. Wet through to my underwear. And then I think to myself, “self, did you wet YOUR pants?” Because the Babe’s shorts? Totally dry.

But the Babe’s diaper weighed about as much as she does. So somehow, the she leaked out of the diaper, missed her own shorts and just literally peed on me (and the sofa). And I didn’t realize it til the Baby E dvd was over. That’s how good those damn DVD’s really are. Or that’s how tired I really am.