Yes, yes, I know.
I cannot pull my head out of my ass and post here, can I?
I don't know why but putting up a post on this particular blog is one of the last things I think of doing during the day. Compare that to the heady days of 2006-07 when I was so wrapped up in this blog I couldn't stop thinking about it.
Well, I'm thinking that I have a healthier attitude about this blog compared to then, but even the crickets are getting lonely around here.
What have I been doing with myself?
Well, chasing a toddler around, for one.
You know, when I was raising the toddler version of Mr. P, I thought he was fairly challenging. He was clingy and a high needs baby. So I was full of woe is me and my god, my life is so damn hard.
So when we found out Ms. P was coming along, we thought to ourselves, finally! Our easy baby!
Well, the joke was certainly on us as this little girl is quite frankly hell on wheels.
As underweight and tiny as she is, she DOES NOT STOP. She is constantly, constantly moving and if she is not moving, she WANTS TO MOVE. Highchairs and carseats are hated, and roaming around the house or outside is by far her favorite activity.
Except it isn't mommy's favorite activity because mommy finds herself keeping this child from running into the street or playing with the knob on the television tuner or fifty other annoying things that she knows darn well she shouldn't be doing but does them anyway.
I used to think that parents who used those backpack/leash thingys were lazy.
Now, I know better.
I don't have one, but let me tell you, I'm tempted.