baby girl; bathroom fantasies
Dec. 30th, 2004 09:29 amThe nanny got Casper a baby doll for Xmas - Fisher Price "Little Mommy" - plus those little bottles that when you tilt them the milk seems to disappear. I guess she thinks we aren't reinforcing her gender thoroughly enough (or, frankly, at all). She also got her a pink teddy bear. She got Ellen pink stuffed animals, and the boys got motorcycles. Heh. (I want to get Casper some Matchbox cars, but mr flea thinks they are too small & prone to shedding swallowable pieces still, and we haven't seen any good cars suitable for a small person except those spongy ones I don't like.)
Casper's very cute with the "baby", though. She carries it and feeds it a bottle. She can say baby, bottle, and mama, but she only says mama in relationship to herself (I am not mama yet, though the idea seems to be dawning on her). I suggested that the baby might want to nurse, and held her to my breast, which was greeted with a "What you talkin' 'bout, Willis?" facial expression. Clearly, babies take bottles. Only Caspers nurse.
In my deep and abiding boredom at my nearly abandoned workplace this week, I have been fantasizing about renovating my bathroom. Note: we do not actually OWN our HOUSE. It's all Plei's fault for recommending rejuvenation.com, which got me thinking about the true evil of our bathroom's circa 1978 light fixture, and then to the whole room. So, if it were to be done:
Cheap version: remove sink and icky cabinet - install pedestal sink (try to match toilet finish - I think toilet is original). Regrout (not grout, properly - that silicone stuff) tub rim and base. Paint walls above tile (I am quite fond of my mother's robin's egg blue bathroom). Remove mirror and hang a medicine cabinet and/or shelves above the toliet. New light fixture, natch.
Full-on version: all of the above, plus new vent system/overhead light. Do something about the towel racks (they are inherent to the inoffensive plain white tiling, but have ugly plastic rods. I can't see how to fix them without re-tiling, which is why this is in the full-on section). Remove green linoleum and tile the floor (ideally with those tiny b/w tiles that we've had in pre-war bathrooms before). Replace the window up high in the bath, which while useful is hideous and out of period. New hardware on the tub. Plaster work on the ceiling, too.
Not ours to do, though. Sigh. (mr flea, on hearing this fantasia, "You really want a house, don't you?")
Casper's very cute with the "baby", though. She carries it and feeds it a bottle. She can say baby, bottle, and mama, but she only says mama in relationship to herself (I am not mama yet, though the idea seems to be dawning on her). I suggested that the baby might want to nurse, and held her to my breast, which was greeted with a "What you talkin' 'bout, Willis?" facial expression. Clearly, babies take bottles. Only Caspers nurse.
In my deep and abiding boredom at my nearly abandoned workplace this week, I have been fantasizing about renovating my bathroom. Note: we do not actually OWN our HOUSE. It's all Plei's fault for recommending rejuvenation.com, which got me thinking about the true evil of our bathroom's circa 1978 light fixture, and then to the whole room. So, if it were to be done:
Cheap version: remove sink and icky cabinet - install pedestal sink (try to match toilet finish - I think toilet is original). Regrout (not grout, properly - that silicone stuff) tub rim and base. Paint walls above tile (I am quite fond of my mother's robin's egg blue bathroom). Remove mirror and hang a medicine cabinet and/or shelves above the toliet. New light fixture, natch.
Full-on version: all of the above, plus new vent system/overhead light. Do something about the towel racks (they are inherent to the inoffensive plain white tiling, but have ugly plastic rods. I can't see how to fix them without re-tiling, which is why this is in the full-on section). Remove green linoleum and tile the floor (ideally with those tiny b/w tiles that we've had in pre-war bathrooms before). Replace the window up high in the bath, which while useful is hideous and out of period. New hardware on the tub. Plaster work on the ceiling, too.
Not ours to do, though. Sigh. (mr flea, on hearing this fantasia, "You really want a house, don't you?")
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Date: 2004-12-30 02:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-30 03:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-30 03:24 pm (UTC)Are you and mr flea planning on moving?
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Date: 2004-12-30 03:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-30 03:34 pm (UTC)(But if I did fantasize, it would be about ripping out the wood paneling in the kitchen. Landlord asked me, "What, you don't like it??" He does not seem to think that a kitchen being dark like a CAVE is a problem.)
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Date: 2004-12-30 03:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-30 03:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-30 05:06 pm (UTC)Landlord won't let me paint it, because he likes it.
Also, this is the guy who takes 4 days to shovel out our snowy driveway, which is 3 days more goofing off than the law allows. So, I'm picking my battles with this dude.
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Date: 2004-12-30 08:09 pm (UTC)I totally understand the battle picking, too.
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Date: 2004-12-30 03:10 pm (UTC)I think Fisher Price or Little tykes (I think that's the brand) make chunky non spongy cars and trucks.
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Date: 2004-12-30 03:24 pm (UTC)Hah!
It's amazing how much just new paint can do for a bathroom. We repainted ours two years ago (couldn't and still can't afford the full-on reno) and it made a huge difference.
We are Bad Parents because the Blue-Eyed Boy's been chewing on Hot Wheels almost since birth, and Nora's followed suit. I don't worry about those, because even if the wheels come off they are tiny enough to be, um, digested. IMO the cars you need to watch out for are the slightly larger kind; not only are they shoddily made (the BEB's never had one that stood up to more than a week of play), the wheels are grape-sized - definitely big enough to choke on.
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Date: 2004-12-30 04:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-30 04:21 pm (UTC)And all the crap in the cabinet under the sink could be stored elsewhere as it is low-use (well, except the spare toilet paper. hmm.).
Also, with a pedestal sink, we wouldn't have had the delightful experience of smelling decayed mouse on Monday, and removing said mouse from the mousetrap. I could have done without that!
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Date: 2004-12-30 04:41 pm (UTC)Could you hacksaw out the bars and put in the spring-loaded kind?
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Date: 2004-12-30 04:57 pm (UTC)We started renovations but ran out of money to finish. Therefore, we have NO trim downstairs. This drove me crazy for the first two months but now I'm patiently waiting until Spring when we can finish the job.
But we do have nice wood floors now. It's what's keeping me sane.
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Date: 2004-12-30 05:54 pm (UTC)no subject
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