1. "...a poorly rested Jackson is a curse upon the entire Cheung household." I don't often think much of these things I whip out for Parenting, but I rather liked this one. It's very much the gist of the relationship I have with my two-year-old right now. My mom won't like it, but you might.
2. It's going to be ninety-something degrees this weekend, fairly close to the point where native Washingtonians pucker up like raisins and die. Instead of whining about this (and actually, I kind of like it, I'm very much looking forward to spending nap time at my sister's apartment complex pool tomorrow) we're thinking about going to the beach. The REAL beach, not the fakey Puget Sound beaches in Seattle. It's about three hours to Ocean Shores and while I have been to Ocean Shores several times and can therefore vouch for its lack of anything remotely fun to do, the KIDS have never had the rocky windy freakishly cold Northwest "beach" experience. And if we go when it's 90 degrees in Seattle it might be warm enough on the coast to go without a hooded sweatshirt. How novel!
3. Having gained four pounds since my birthday festivities (FOUR. POUNDS.) I've been trying to get back on track in preparation for our Vegas trip in two weeks. If you wonder why we're going and what we're going to do in Vegas, you only have to read Jen's recap of her trip, since I'll be doing the exact same things with the exact same family members. Anyway. FOUR POUNDS. For SHAME.
4. Vegas finds itself on a short but heavy list of topics I have not yet sucked it up to write about, including, but not limited to: Grad School, Selling The House, Third Baby, Road Trips, Housecleaners and What To Do When Both Babies Are Howling At The Same Time, Does Anyone Know? Most of those things are connected, OBV. Let's just say this blog is in Tightly Controlled Freakout Mode and is liable to explode at any moment.
5. I finally updated Google Reader. If I haven't added your blog to Google Reader I don't read it. Which is shameful, I realize, especially since I have a folder in GR just for anyone who has ever commented on this website, so I can keep up my [FACADE OF] a blogroll over there on the right. So I went through a few days of comments, was mortified to note how many blogs I was missing and updated accordingly. Got some good stuff too: here's Linda talking about potty training. (OMG. Add "Potty Training" to Quick Take #4.) Here's Christiana talking about her goals before 30. Here are Sara's pictures of her brand new one-year-old. (Seems like there's a lot of new one-year-olds out there right now.)
6. This has been a hard week for Jack and me. He is pushing every single button I have and I tap out of patience around 4:30 pm, a good hour and a half before Phillip gets home. (If not earlier, say, nine in the morning?) It seems like the brattiest days are the ones where he's not sleeping as much, like the weeks (months?) when Molly would wake him up a full hour (or TWO, OMG) from his afternoon nap, and now, when Molly's internal 5:45 am alarm clock means everyone else has to get up at 5:45 too. Today was a little better (we all slept till 6:30) but MAN these I-am-just-going-to-smirk-at-you-while - you-shout-no-at-the-top - of-your-lungs days wear me out. I went for a run when Phillip got home - first time ever at that time of the day - just to have an outlet for the shorties-won't-do-as-I-say! aggression. ARGH.
7. Phillip told me about these restaurant.com certificates ($25 certificate for $2!) and we're hoping to stash the kids with my parents tomorrow night and grab some grown up dinner. I imagine we will probably discuss the spreadsheet he sent me earlier today, detailing how, exactly, we are going to pay for grad school, and let us all hope we have enough money for wine, Internet. LET US HOPE.
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