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November 09, 2005

reasoning

So, i'm feeling a little better. Thanks to some antibiotic intervention. I am sure that will pass after the four hour trip to my parents house this evening. As i am a sucker for punishment i will be loading the kids onto the 7pm ferry, arriving at my destination well past the recommended bedtime hour. This will assure that any progress i've made in the rest department will be null and void.

But sleep, beautiful sleep i can hear your siren call on the horizon. I have been speaking with Parker, in as much as you can speak to a two year old, about his near-future weaning. He refuses to reason with me. What's that all about? I am trying to be patient but, why oh why are two year olds so unreasonable? Right. He's two and practically still a baby. Not that i am talking myself out of this - i would never do that! At least not more than ten or twenty times.

And for those of you that have been following along - the itch? It does go away! If you are diligent and shave almost every day. Oh yeah, i have time to do that. What with Parker and Eliza standing in the shower with me every morning. And eight year olds? They notice that kind of thing, so have your reason ready. Also, now i'm too shy to go for my girly Dr. visit and stopping shaving? That causes the itch to return.

There you go weaning and cootchie shaving all in one post; now that's a good day.


Posted by Jess at 12:36 PM Permalink

Comments (2)

The only thing I have to offer for the upcoming weaning is that we didn't discuss it ahead of time whatsoever, and never talked about "we're stopping this forever." We just kind of tapered off without comment, and after just a few weeks (4-5?) that was it.

Good luck!

Showering with two kids? Okay, so that's why I didn't have children. My shower time is my daydreaming time.

Your girly doctor doesn't care what your bits are like. And if they do, they're going to talk about them at cocktail parties, but without mentioning your name, so it won't matter. I, however, want to be thinner before I see my girly doctor. And that, you see, is much much different.

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