Early morning.

It's 7:43am and Elijah and I are awake and we've had breakfast and seen Daddyface off to work, complete with a belly full of breakfast (ham and swiss on a baguette) and plenty of good-morning Frangelico-flavoured coffee and a travel mug of coffee to go and a lunch for today and snacks for the week.

Now if I were reading this elsewhere, I'd probably be rolling my eyes and thinking 'good god stop bragging'.

But oh well. If I have to be turned into a morning person (I got up at 6:53am... around then used to be when I'd go to BED), I might as well make the most of it, and do what I live to do these days: Take care of my boys.

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When Mama Kacy and I took the babyface to Gymboree on Friday, the teacher called, "Mommies and... and adults..." to parachute time. I was amused.

Elijah will move up to the next level class next month. I love going to Gymboree, I love seeing him with all the other kids. The younger ones remind me how far he's come, and the older ones remind me what I have to look forward to. It's pretty awesome.

I want to be Tom Ballard when I grow up.

Today is:
-vertigo
-baby & mama can't stop coughing
-good beef roast for dinner
-cream
-not getting carded when Mama Coyote and Mama Kacy should have been carded
-not having enough milk for baby and his coughing demands
-watching Waiting for God

Good-niiiight.

Pain and turtles and guppies and Mama Kacy etc

Also groceries, amazing cheese dip, DS games, and sleep. Oh god, please to sleep!

Elijah woke up screaming way too many times. 6am was a bit hellish. 9am was too, but at least then he calmed down and could wake up and have some fun. But the day. Ohh today. Has been. Well. A day.

and my shift key isn't working properly, which is driving me crazy.

Anyway.

I think the poor babyface is getting yet another tooth. Which is awesome, but painful.

Mama Kacy is in town, and even that isn't making him too happy, although they seem to have had some happy bath time tonight. I'm glad about that.

I don't have much to say, because you see, my head is growing teeth as well, and trying to consume itself.

Time, I think, to feed the turtle, the guppies, and the dogs, and then watch Phoebe in Wonderland.

Night-night.

Home.

We're home, and glad to be home. Kacy provided a much needed break from life. There was laughter, and learning, and food, and the beach. Elijah loved the beach.

Right now, I'm eating icecream, waiting for the bath to fill up. Elijah is trying to crawl over the boxes that are blocking his way into the bathroom, and Brian is dealing with the laundry, just outside the door. It is good.

There will be food when I get out of the bath. First, there will be icecream.

I thought I had more coherent things to say, but I think the problem is I want to be interesting. Okay, then--forget interesting. Let's do documentation--

On Monday, Elijah and I both experienced a drum circle for the first time. At times, he was made nervous and upset by it--at other times, such as when Kacy took him into the circle with her while she danced, he was laughing and happy. And he tried to drum which was very cute. Chris W tried to teach him (and me) the beat. It didn't work ;)

Over the week, Elijah ate peach cobbler, ramen, beans from a burrito, tortilla chips, chai bread, broccoli, green beans, Goldfish crackers (I HATE those things!), and lots and lots of graham crackers. I, on the other hand, ate lots of ramen with peanut butter, and English muffins with cheese.

I can hear him outside the bathroom, saying, "Ma ma ma mamamama maaa mamama!" and fussing. Sigh. But Brian has calmed him down--possibly with a jar of bananas and strawberries.

Every time that Morning approached Elijah, she licked his face. After the first three or four times, he started licking her first. She was confused.

I miss Kacy and JD and Chris. JD is so sweet and kind and awesome, and he loves Elijah so much and I just don't know why. Why does everyone else enjoy this baby boy so very much? Yes, he's beautiful, but he's so much work and he's so confusing and he's a helpless little baby and he's not theirs, so why do they love him?

Although I suppose Chris and Kacy and JD do consider him theirs, so I guess that answers that.

I took a lot of pictures and a lot of video. I will post them later.

Under a rainbow at the beach, Elijah destroyed half of the turtles I'd molded from sand.

Lots of screaming now, angry yelling and "ba ba ba ba ba!" and "ma ma mamamama!" I guess it's time to make my way out of the bath.

Was there a still in the Swamp?

I should have more to say about today than I do, but, well, I don't. My brain is mush. So mushy is my brain that I took Elijah out to walk the dogs and forgot to take the dogs. I was halfway down the stairs before I realized my mistake. When I came back for the dogs, Brian laughed at me, and Chris B made scary noises.

I bought many bottles of House Call. And some wasabi peanuts. Those are amazing.

Elijah and I walked through a swamp. He smiled at a junkie.

Brian bought a PS2 and some games for $15. I now require Katamari Damacy and one of the GTA games.

We have to wake up in too few hours. Elijah and I are getting on a train at stupid early in the morning to go visit aunt Kacy.

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