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Photo 1 - Isaac at 7 weeks. Photo 2 - An example of an acceptable activity (to Isaac) during "witching hour." Notice his big beer (er, I mean milk) belly.


I haven't posted a blog lately because Isaac has been VERY demanding. So, this blog isn't about anything in particular, maybe just a few rants, raves, and randomness.
Since I like order, I will number my randomness (is randomness even a word?)
1. Sleep Sheep Miracles. I ordered a "Sleep Sheep" from diapers.com. It has 4 sounds that supposedly lull baby to sleep. I was hopefull because I am tired of having to sit by him going SSHHHHH to help him fall asleep. I guess I can't say that the sleep sheep ended up being a miracle, but I would definitely recommend it. I wish we would have had it when he was brand new, because it has the sound of a heartbeat, which is comforting to new newborns.
2. Baby Brain. I forget things all of the time, plus I have been unable to keep up on current events. What's that you say? The economy has gone to shit along with my 401K? We have a new president who inherrited a shitty disaster? Oh...
3. Anyone who knows about my crazy coworker - I won't mention any names, will be happy to hear that she will NOT be teaching 3rd grade with me next year. I have nicknamed her CAL (Crazy Ass Lady.) I am fairly sure she is paranoid schizophrenic and really needs some medical attention. She went crazy on me two times, and I told my boss that if she was not transferred to another grade level or school that I was leaving. Apparently she had some sympathy for me because she too knows how psychotic this woman is.
4. David. That is what the students call Dave. Dave's mom was in town for 2 days so she and I took Isaac to Dave's school to the Spring Carnival, a fundraiser. Well, David volunteered to be in the dunk tank. Dave says he made sure he didn't wash his balls for several days so that he could teabag that water. Yes, he showered, but he claims that he wore a cone on his undercarriage (you know, like the ones that dogs wear around their necks to keep from biting their stitches out.) He said that - not me - send nasty comments to valaut56@hotmail.com.
Well, it was fun to see David get dunked. Especially since he was egging the students on making remarks like "you throw as well as you study!"
5. Witching Hour. I don't know why they call it "hour," because that is kind of like calling pregnancy sickness "morning" sickness. Well, Isaac is one of the 2 loves of my life (Dave and Isaac, my men!) but someone needs to have a stern talking to this boy about fussiness. In the past couple of weeks, Isaac has become quite fussy from about 5 pm til about bedtime at 9. He does pretty well if we take him for a walk in the stroller, which we do every night for at least an hour. He also does okay if we are walking with him in our arms. We cannot get away with putting him down, sitting down, or even standing still without hearing from him about it. So, witching hour is here and hopefully does not stick around long.
6. My CD's were stolen from my car and I am fuming mad. It wasn't even so much the monetary value, but it was about 100 cd's - many of which I compiled from MP3's and other favorites. GRRRR....people are so lame. Can you even sell cd's these days? They probably got a whopping 20 bucks. LOSERS. Really skanks, really?
7. That is all.