Titi Bug is other-homesick

Bless me, Mama C, for I have strayed. It's been nearly fourteen days since I last packed the Pink Duffle of Squee with the Petticoat of Awesome and the Tarot Deck of Win and I miss baby snuggles and Coyote hugs and rice with sugar and peanut butter. Heck, I even miss being awoken by a dog crawling all over me and sticking dewclaws in sensitive places and Brother Emo's profane ranting at the XBOX.

If I say some rosaries, can I come other-home?

Titi Bug, the Uncle-Cat-Herder

Talkative

"Don't eat a bug!!"

Sure thing, little man. Thanks for the advice ;)

-Mama Coyote

Waffles & Playgrounds

Good morning. It is a morning.

I have 45 gigs of music on shuffle right now. This should be interesting.

I don't think I actually have anything interesting to say right now, but if I don't try to post when I feel like it, then... er... well, nothing bad will happen and the world will continue just as it is. But! Hello. This is a blog post.

I've fallen down in routines lately, in making sure there's breakfast, lunch, AND dinner. We're doing better; and after dinner, we've been going to the playground. Elijah loves to "swing high!" and play in the sand.

I made waffles yesterday! Gluten-free, dairy-free ones, too. From a mix. But the mix tasted awful, so I added applesauce, extra sugar, a little vanilla extract (that Grandmere made!), and a lot of cinnamon. They were well-received by the family, and I don't expect that there are any left this morning. Which probably means I'm making more today.

I want to try this recipe: Glad GFCF all-purpose flour

That website is pretty awesome. I think it's going to help a lot.

Update on the bathroom renovation: The renovators found mold. We're in the processing of figuring out how to take care of that and how to pay for it. Sigh.

Out for now,
Mama Coyote

Oh Baby!

Favorite moment from the past weekend: Baby checking out the cave in the basement, going back and forth between mom and dad, and talking about a party he was going to have with blueberry pie. I never found out where that awesome party was :)

And there was the piano. He played on it a while. It can make different sounds; flute, organ, electric piano, etc. He looked at me at one point and said "Be careful Maddy! Push the buttons!" And then we learned that on pianos, they're called keys, not buttons. And then he randomly asked "What if I get lost?" but seemed pretty content with my response. "You can't get lost, you're right here, silly!"

And then the piano went to "sleep". And Baby was sad.

Now back to a group paper I have to write today, without any group input. Murderous rampages, anyone?

Life

Elijah is now learning to get his own rice. He shouts, "Alchemy!" at people in hopes that they will respond. He did this to a little boy at Gymboree and the little boy seemed baffled. This was also his response to recovering from a sugar crash: "Hi Mama." Turn to Daddy, "Alchemy!" :)

My hair is pink and purple; Elijah says, "Pink's a silly color!" Daddy C is teaching him that pink is a beautiful color.

E now asks for things, "May I have milk please?" And says, "Thank you." without prompting. He talks a lot, most of the time quoting Care Bears or Thomas the Tank Engine.

He says that Christmas lights are beautiful and he's loving Christmas episodes of Thomas right now. For many things that he likes, he says, "Beautiful!"

He understands the concepts of bigger and little. He's amazed that Daddy can draw him a train, and he asks Mama to draw balloons a lot. Bigger balloons and star balloons, most of the time.

We've had no major crises for three weeks or so, so everyone remaining has chilled out and we've been able to work on home improvements. The bathroom is getting completely remodeled this week, and the basement is shaping up into a clean, nice-smelling place to hang out. Ti Ti Bug and Nanny M and Mama and Daddy B are hanging out down here while Daddy C and Brother Emo are at work. Uncle Cat is playing video games upstairs. It's amazing to have two sitting areas, a place to go to do quiet things--chatting, writing, sewing--while someone's upstairs using the loud TV.

I was able to build a permanent blanket fort under the stairs, and we have the HEPA vacuum working again. AND a a HEPA air purifier/filter thinger... it cycles the air in the basement multiple times an hour. It's so awesome.

And just to make me smile, I have cinnamon-scented carpet powder :)

Ti Ti Bug wants everyone to know that Uncle Cat is a bad influence. On everything! ;)