Wouldn't you know it- nothing much! Month 31 went by without so much as a hoorah. There's not much to report these days. Our niece turned two on the 23rd this month. It's hard to believe that she's 2 already and might I add a little terrible, too. She's so big and so smart but I'm a little biased. She's turned into quite the little clown. She'll do almost anything for a laugh...hmmm, where does she get that I wonder? Devon's growing so fast she'll probably be old enough to babysit her cousin when we finally get Emma!
Paul and I are planning on keeping Devon for a week in July so that my sister's other childcare (that would be Devon's other grandmother, who despite raising a complete imbecile, Devon's sperm donor, is doing a wonderful job with Devon) can take a vacation. I am looking forward to that. Keeping her in July means that I need to go ahead and get a crib. She's much too big to sleep in the pack-n-play anymore so a crib it is. I used to want a really super nice crib that I priced at Babys-r-us and have come to realize that a crib is a crib and as long as it's safe then it'll do. So over the spring break Paul and I are schlepping out to the IKEA to pick up a crib that converts to a toddler bed, a wardrobe/armoire and a chest of drawers for the second bedroom. The only trepidation I have is in buying a crib. I know we'll need it when Devon comes but I have horrible visions of having this stinkin' crib and some God awful thing happens and I don't need it. Can anyone say pessimist?
I'm still working on staying positive. It's not too hard to do as I suffer from Scarlet O'Hara syndrome and always have. That is to say that I firmly believe in thinking about difficult things tomorrow.
Paul and I are off to New York for a few days in the near future and while it will be a working vacation it will be a vacation. It's a good chance for our us to get away from everything here and just enjoy the ride. I know he needs that and so do I. Hopefully I'll get some new pictures posted when we return. Ooohhh.... the anticipation must be killing you!
Peace and blessings,
Lisa
