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fleaI have spent a fair amount of time being depressed this last week. This is a big change, since my general mode for the several weeks previous had been anger. So.
I am finally almost over any sort of snot in my head. The Dillo is also fairly clear - he has been relatively un-goopy in the eyes for several days now. Of course, Casper has developed a terrible phlegmy cough, and we are once again worrying about pneumonia. Once bitten, forever shy, it would seem.
In accomplishments news, I listed our backcountry backpacks on Craigslist. I hope they sell. We haven't gone camping since Casper was born, and we (well, mr. flea) had basically decided that backcountry camping wasn't really for us, anyway. I would like to get a biggish tent and go car-camping with the kids; if the packs sell we can use the $ for that. mr. flea grew up traveling a decent amount, but they never camped, since his mother refused to sleep outside. I camped a fair amount as a kid, and I value my related accomplishments such as peeing in the woods with aplomb and being able to start fires from scratch.
Casper has been fragile and difficult and generally a total pain in the ass about 30% of the time lately. Jealous, a lot, of Dillo. Lots of thumb-sucking and pretending to be a baby, but also lots of general frustration and not being able to settle on anything. She's not able to make a decision, and some times everything is just wrong. For example, this morning I put milk in her cereal and apparently I didn't put enough. I added perhaps a tablespoon more, and that was fine. I am torn between sympathy for her - we have spent a lot of time cuddling - and wild annoyance. I am not sure what to do to help her - sometimes we (her stupid parents) can't do anything right. And she isn't afraid to tell us so. Poor bunny. Again I reminded of the way early teenagers are just ANNOYED at EVERYTHING and NOTHING is RIGHT.
I am finally almost over any sort of snot in my head. The Dillo is also fairly clear - he has been relatively un-goopy in the eyes for several days now. Of course, Casper has developed a terrible phlegmy cough, and we are once again worrying about pneumonia. Once bitten, forever shy, it would seem.
In accomplishments news, I listed our backcountry backpacks on Craigslist. I hope they sell. We haven't gone camping since Casper was born, and we (well, mr. flea) had basically decided that backcountry camping wasn't really for us, anyway. I would like to get a biggish tent and go car-camping with the kids; if the packs sell we can use the $ for that. mr. flea grew up traveling a decent amount, but they never camped, since his mother refused to sleep outside. I camped a fair amount as a kid, and I value my related accomplishments such as peeing in the woods with aplomb and being able to start fires from scratch.
Casper has been fragile and difficult and generally a total pain in the ass about 30% of the time lately. Jealous, a lot, of Dillo. Lots of thumb-sucking and pretending to be a baby, but also lots of general frustration and not being able to settle on anything. She's not able to make a decision, and some times everything is just wrong. For example, this morning I put milk in her cereal and apparently I didn't put enough. I added perhaps a tablespoon more, and that was fine. I am torn between sympathy for her - we have spent a lot of time cuddling - and wild annoyance. I am not sure what to do to help her - sometimes we (her stupid parents) can't do anything right. And she isn't afraid to tell us so. Poor bunny. Again I reminded of the way early teenagers are just ANNOYED at EVERYTHING and NOTHING is RIGHT.