Google (or honestly, it might be my computer) is trying to drive me batty. Last time I went to post it did not let me sign into this account, even though my computer saves my passwords. Now I can not get to the replacement that I made for this blog so it seems I am going to flip flop between the 2 until somebody somewhere has kharma come up behind them and give them a swift kick in the pants. Oh wait did I say that? Anyway, it's been a week since I last blogged, I kinda like doing it this often, gives me a chance to know what I am going to talk about and isn't as frequent as to become stressful. So.
First topic (technically second, but bare with me its been a long day) free will! Mordred has started having an opinion. not a little one, not about a few things, a BIG one, about everythign, RIGHT NOW! He is a very sweet and funny boy but as an example, tonight he wanted Buzz pajamas, he was being watched by Gramma, Gramma only had the pajamas we left out for them, Balthazar had Buzz pants. I wonder what Balthazar has on his legs now because I came home and Mordred had on 18 month Buzz pants. Now I know this is a slippery slope, and somehow I am uncomfortable with the idea of him becoming a spoiled little git or a mindless obedient slave to our whim, So the idea of compromising with a 2 year old is placed on the table. Give him a choice of 2 pairs of pants 2 shirts etc, if it doesn't match, no big deal as long as he is dressed appropriately for the days activities. There have been times where there are tantrums and great large amoutns of anger, (luckily he has his father's temper not mine.) but we try to take a step back, pull Balthazar out of the firing area and let the storm blow over, then calm downs, sorries and moving ons.
Balthazar is going to be 13 months in 3 days. He is already trying to talk, he recognizes people and will say "uh-huh and nod his said yes and "uh-uh" and shake his head no. He can climb up stairs quite comfortably these days, but has yet to try to get down them. (Honestly I don't know how old Mordred was to compare them, but I think Mordred may have been first because when he was B.'s age I was 7 months pregnant with B.) Balthazar is very enthusiastic about ...oh everything. and he loves loves. It doesn't matter if he has known you a year or a day, if you want them special baby kisses and hugs you pick up B. because I guarantee he'll already be at your knees with his arms outstretched.
Beyond being a Mommy, which I have to say is the BEST job ever, I am also a friend. 2 specific people are on my mind tonight. the 1st one is BeFri, Yup, that is what I am calling her. because this year we are celebrating being friends for 25 years. and for at least 15 of those she has been my BeFri and I have been her StEnd. Labels that we gave to each other when we were 12 we still know which side of the hearts are ours. So this year we are going to go on vacation, probably just for a weekend, but you better believe I shall be packing things that have been essential to our friendship along the way, movies, toys, and I may get the evil idea to make a shirt or two. and it will be a blast, because we are polar opposites til you get to our middles, then we are kindred and perfect for eachother, I know whatever happens, good or bad she is there for me, she is my security blanket and absolutely divine. I love my K.
The second is Cat. You guys can probably see that I am far from a type A personality. Cat is my organizing resource. I am too right minded (as opposed to left minded not as opposed to crazy) to understand and focus on some concepts that she can linearly see, no issue. Like a clean house. With my brain so scattered, she understands that a clean house actually helps me concentrate better and cleaning is a stress reliever for her, I make a meal she tidies, it's a beautiful thing. Well. She went away for a year. to the sandbox. and she is back now.
These woman are invaluable to me, my life would be so much less everything good that it is without them and I am thankful for them.
My older sister got married in Maine last weekend, and after the car load unwound by following the Tomtom to Kittery Trading Post. My beloved got me a spiral bound cookbook journal to transcribe my recipes into, so that is what I am going to go work on. Homemade cookbooks are the best!
Good night everybody,
~a
G
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