Our beloved cat is at the "dentist" today, getting her teeth cleaned by the vet. To accomplish this goal, she is sedated. I mean, why else would a cat willingly let you do that to her, right?
As with humans, the concern about sedation for cats is vomiting - so she wasn't allowed to have any food after midnight last night.
Since her usual routine is to bug one of us in the middle of the night for food, last night was rough.
I'm not sure precisely how she tortured M, but for a good amount of the night Ollie sat on my chest and gently patted my lips with the paw. Over, and over, and over and over andoverandoverandoever andlaskdj jfkjdvjj zzzzzzzzzzzz
Sorry, just fell asleep.
Man, I'm tired.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
I am not good at hiding things, apparently....
Getting Monkey out the door this morning was was tough.
She is getting a new (bunk) bed so she and Jellybean can share a room. So, to sweeten the pot (fine, BRIBE HER), we purchased some truly gawdawful "Princess Sheets."
This morning, Monkey found the princess sheets (no clue why she was digging to the bottom of the pile of clean laundry!!!) and went NUTZ with happiness. She wore them around the house like a robe, rolled on the floor, kissed and snuggled them, and basically ignored me while she petted her beloved sheets.
35 minutes later, we left.
She is getting a new (bunk) bed so she and Jellybean can share a room. So, to sweeten the pot (fine, BRIBE HER), we purchased some truly gawdawful "Princess Sheets."
This morning, Monkey found the princess sheets (no clue why she was digging to the bottom of the pile of clean laundry!!!) and went NUTZ with happiness. She wore them around the house like a robe, rolled on the floor, kissed and snuggled them, and basically ignored me while she petted her beloved sheets.
35 minutes later, we left.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Shake n Bake
This morning was - um - uneven.
The bad:
I spent 20 minutes looking for Jellybean's shoes, only to discover them at SCHOOL when I dropped her off. Grr. (babysitter decided to take her home, sans shoes, for whatever reason)
Then, once I lacquered the girls with sunblock, Jellybean made a beeline to the bathroom sink to wash her hands, and before I could provide the stepstool to her - she stood on the lip of the (dirty) catbox. And, well, catapaulted the litter (sh*t and all), all over herself, the bathroom floor, and even the bathroom door. The fine dust at the bottom of the litter pan clung to her legs like shake and bake. Needless to say, she got an impromptu bath before we left the house.
Gah, clumping litter does not wash off well when it's stuck to your sunblock-misted toddler.
The good:
The girls shared goldfish crackers on the bus as we went to school together. Each time Monkey fed Jellybean a "fishie", Jellybean would burble "thank you Monkey" and giggle, pleased that she was saying the right thing.
Jellybean is enjoying learning to talk. She is clearly full of ideas and conversations, brimming to get out!
These two get along so well, it is just amazing to me. I love my girls.
The bad:
I spent 20 minutes looking for Jellybean's shoes, only to discover them at SCHOOL when I dropped her off. Grr. (babysitter decided to take her home, sans shoes, for whatever reason)
Then, once I lacquered the girls with sunblock, Jellybean made a beeline to the bathroom sink to wash her hands, and before I could provide the stepstool to her - she stood on the lip of the (dirty) catbox. And, well, catapaulted the litter (sh*t and all), all over herself, the bathroom floor, and even the bathroom door. The fine dust at the bottom of the litter pan clung to her legs like shake and bake. Needless to say, she got an impromptu bath before we left the house.
Gah, clumping litter does not wash off well when it's stuck to your sunblock-misted toddler.
The good:
The girls shared goldfish crackers on the bus as we went to school together. Each time Monkey fed Jellybean a "fishie", Jellybean would burble "thank you Monkey" and giggle, pleased that she was saying the right thing.
Jellybean is enjoying learning to talk. She is clearly full of ideas and conversations, brimming to get out!
These two get along so well, it is just amazing to me. I love my girls.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Miss September Issue strikes again
Yesterday, since the heat wave abated (high was only ONLY 87 - whee!), I walked the girls to school. I loaded everything into the bugaboo (thanks 'Andpa and Grandma - we are still loving the stroller), and got ready to walk out the door.
Since the summer is tough on my feet, I decided to forego the usual flipflops (that leave my feet SOOO grubby) and put on my favorite sneakers - my chuck taylors, in unfashionable black.
Monkey took one look at the shoes, and said "no mommy, you can't wear those with me. Put on 'pretty' shoes."
Oh.
Since the summer is tough on my feet, I decided to forego the usual flipflops (that leave my feet SOOO grubby) and put on my favorite sneakers - my chuck taylors, in unfashionable black.
Monkey took one look at the shoes, and said "no mommy, you can't wear those with me. Put on 'pretty' shoes."
Oh.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
In which I pretend that she doesn't speak English....
This heat wave is pretty brutal.
I'm going to stop making jokes about it (for the next 5 minutes) as I just stuck my foot in my mouth with a colleague. I opened up the conversation with a bit about how this heat was killin' me, only to learn he's recently been released from the hospital, where he was treated for heat exhaustion. And he spent 2 days there, he was so sick. *cough, cough, let me remove my foot from my mouth*
Like I said, the heat is brutal.
Our a/c at home just can't keep up. We have a huge window unit in the living room that usually does a good (enough) job, but because of the odd layout of our apartment, Monkey's room stays hot. Too hot. Hot enough that it feels like you are walking into a sauna. So hot that, for the past few nights, she's been bunking with her little sister, crashed out on the floor with a sleeping bag.
I wasn't sure that this would work out. I mean it's worked well on vacation to have them share a room, but on vacation we run them ragged: walking all over Washington, DC., or spending hours at the Milwaukee County Zoo. So that when we put them to bed, they're both so tired we don't worry one will wake the other. But we've never had them share a room, not even for one night, at home after a regular day.
The first night I was worried that Jellybean would wake Monkey, or vice versa; it was a roaring success. Both slept well, and when I went in to spring Jellybean from her crib (she was singing and talking), I found Monkey wide awake and happy! My normally sullen in the morning teenager was awake and happy on a school day. It was so pleasant I was shocked. I kept thinking I must have wandered into the wrong family! Monkey loved it, and was charming as she told stories to me and M about how she and Jellybean were telling each other jokes. (JOKES! how does she know about jokes?) She even talked about the sleeping bag and pillow on the floor as "her bed."
The second night was also a roaring success, in part, as the 5 times that (poor, poor) Jellybean woke up crying (and screeching) in pain from heartburn (we think), Monkey slept right through it. She didn't even wake up that night to go potty.
I'm telling you? Monkey sleeping in a/c is a VERY GOOD THING. And, quite frankly, after Monkey expressed an interest in sharing a room with Jellybean after our recent visit to the Midwest, we started to talk seriously about doing just that.
Last night over dinner, I prompted the girls (in a leading question) if they liked sharing a room together. Monkey immediately piped up with a cheerful YES.
Jellybean? She looked at me, looked at her sister, looked back at me and said "no."
Monkey told me that Jellybean said no, and she sounded a little puzzled/confused.
So I asked the question again.
And.........no.
And that is when I might have hinted that Jellybean doesn't really understand everyone yet, as she's still learning to speak English....
I'm going to stop making jokes about it (for the next 5 minutes) as I just stuck my foot in my mouth with a colleague. I opened up the conversation with a bit about how this heat was killin' me, only to learn he's recently been released from the hospital, where he was treated for heat exhaustion. And he spent 2 days there, he was so sick. *cough, cough, let me remove my foot from my mouth*
Like I said, the heat is brutal.
Our a/c at home just can't keep up. We have a huge window unit in the living room that usually does a good (enough) job, but because of the odd layout of our apartment, Monkey's room stays hot. Too hot. Hot enough that it feels like you are walking into a sauna. So hot that, for the past few nights, she's been bunking with her little sister, crashed out on the floor with a sleeping bag.
I wasn't sure that this would work out. I mean it's worked well on vacation to have them share a room, but on vacation we run them ragged: walking all over Washington, DC., or spending hours at the Milwaukee County Zoo. So that when we put them to bed, they're both so tired we don't worry one will wake the other. But we've never had them share a room, not even for one night, at home after a regular day.
The first night I was worried that Jellybean would wake Monkey, or vice versa; it was a roaring success. Both slept well, and when I went in to spring Jellybean from her crib (she was singing and talking), I found Monkey wide awake and happy! My normally sullen in the morning teenager was awake and happy on a school day. It was so pleasant I was shocked. I kept thinking I must have wandered into the wrong family! Monkey loved it, and was charming as she told stories to me and M about how she and Jellybean were telling each other jokes. (JOKES! how does she know about jokes?) She even talked about the sleeping bag and pillow on the floor as "her bed."
The second night was also a roaring success, in part, as the 5 times that (poor, poor) Jellybean woke up crying (and screeching) in pain from heartburn (we think), Monkey slept right through it. She didn't even wake up that night to go potty.
I'm telling you? Monkey sleeping in a/c is a VERY GOOD THING. And, quite frankly, after Monkey expressed an interest in sharing a room with Jellybean after our recent visit to the Midwest, we started to talk seriously about doing just that.
Last night over dinner, I prompted the girls (in a leading question) if they liked sharing a room together. Monkey immediately piped up with a cheerful YES.
Jellybean? She looked at me, looked at her sister, looked back at me and said "no."
Monkey told me that Jellybean said no, and she sounded a little puzzled/confused.
So I asked the question again.
And.........no.
And that is when I might have hinted that Jellybean doesn't really understand everyone yet, as she's still learning to speak English....
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
hades
At 3:30 p.m. it was 102 degrees in Central Park, with a heat index of 107 degrees. Damn, that's hot.
Friday, July 2, 2010
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