I put the potty chair together for Joe today. I’m doing the same thing for him as I did for Dan – get it out and let him get familiar with it. He sees Dan peeing in the toilet all the time and may have already made the connection – but I’m not throwing the diapers out just yet.
It occurs to me that I talk a lot about Alannah and Joe, but rarely mention Dan. I’ll have to rectify that in the near future.
I finally finished reorganizing our closet yesterday (I’ve been working on it since 8/26). Now all I need to do is fold/put away the current laundry and find hangers to put the basket of wintertime hang-up clothes that I pulled out of storage. It took so long because I figured as long as I’ve got an empty closet to work with, I may as well purge the kids clothes too – take out the stuff that’s too small for Dan yet too big for Joe and box it up. It also took me a few times to get it organized the way I want it – putting clothes for 3 people in a 5′ x 4′ closet ain’t exactly a walk in the park. It could be a lot easier, but Mom has decreed that no permanent changes be made to HER house – so I can’t install any shelving.
Added bonus to taking *everything* out of the office: I found the adapter that lets me hook my video camera up to the computer, so I can *finally* go through and digitize the only video I have with Dan and his dad on it.
(The XIL’s have the other two tapes and don’t seem to be in a hurry to share a copy of them OR the photos they took of Dan as a baby.)
Speaking of photos of Dan as a baby, I have GOT to find someone to repair this HDD I’ve got. I NEED access to his baby pics. The poor kid has absolutely NO pictures of himself as a baby, and he’s at that age where he wants to see “Baby Daniel”.
Getting out of my current “lazy streak” is on top of the to-do list. The daily maintenance stuff is getting done (dishes, cooking, laundry) but I’m getting trapped in the hazy blue glow of this monitor enough to keep me from getting *everything* done.
I’m SO afraid I’m going to miss the court date for that stupid speeding ticket. I miss appointments that *I* make…
The dom-type person I was talking to (the one who invited me to the beach after I got home from Granny’s) seems to have fallen off the face of the planet. I *did* say I wanted to slow down a bit….but a dead stop wasn’t exactly what I had in mind. Oh well, back to the drawing board.