So, let’s see what has been going on? Well, first I suppose I should talk a little about Alex as this blog was started because of her impending arrival. She was baptized a few weekends ago into the Episcopal church and we couldn’t be happier. She wore my old christening gown from 30 years ago which was huge on her but perfect nonetheless. Marcus’s family came into town as did my family and we had everyone for lunch and cake after church. That wasn’t as stressful as I was anticipating aside from the fact that our stove has one, I repeat, one working burner and the oven is a consistent 125 degrees cooler. So, I’m just going to go ahead and put it out there that Thanksgiving will not be held at our house this year. Anyway. While family was here Alex was trying her damndest to roll over from her back to tummy (one of the more trying feats a baby must accomplish in their lives) to no avail. A week later though she did it! I had put her on the floor and turned around to get a toy and when I turned back around she was on her tummy. “She rolled over!” I cried out to Marcus to which he replied, “Yeah, she did it twice earlier,” to which I then replied, with arms thrown in the air for emphasis, “Why didn’t you tell me?!” This wouldn’t have been such a big deal except for the time she rolled over from her tummy to her back I didn’t find out about it for days. DAYS.
Speaking of Marcus and his shenanigans he recently purchased another non-family vehicle. The first was purchased shortly after Alex was born and it is a 1988 Jeep Wrangler. When I was asked my thoughts on the matter I gave a long, deep sigh and gave my opinion which was it isn’t an appropriate vehicle to have the baby in and what we really need is a reliable family car. This opinion was noted and filed away under “I hear you but I’m not really listening.” The most recent purchase, to which I was also asked my opinion and to which I gave and which was also filed away under the aforementioned file, is a 2004 Jeep Grand Cherokee (I’m sensing a theme here) with over 120,000 miles on it, a nice big scratch on the passenger side, and the smell of a thousand cigarettes which makes me nauseous in no time flat. So, we now have 4 vehicles one of which the baby cannot ride in and three of which are all more than 7 years old with over 115,000 miles each. Good times.
Anyway, I just wanted to get a quick update out there to get some of what has been going on down on “paper” before I forget.
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