Day 1163

My first day back at work + Lizard's first full day of daycare + everyone is sick = anxiety + exhaustion + cleaning dog urine out of the carpet.

Day 1162

AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE

Day 1161

We once again have the saddest dog in all the land in our house. This is why we can't have nice visitors.

Day 1160

Baby's first sick day!

Day 1159

After four days of partial daycare, the baby is officially sick for the first time in her life. Here we go.

Day 1158

People talk about it being a goal to have your kid cry when you come get them from daycare. I don't think that this is what they had in mind.

Day 1157

I'm not totally sure how to handle this business of not hanging out with the baby all day. It's kind of exciting that other people are going to have to deal with her shit (literally), but good god am I ever going to miss her, and her silly smiles, and her little giggles, and her ridiculous sense of humour, and all the hugs and snuggles. It's heart-breaking and freeing and stressful at once. But already, I have to say how proud I am of her for how well she is doing so far. What a sweet little trooper.

Day 1156

Ermagherd dehrker.

Day 1155

My favourite thing right now is the baby's happy drunk flailing legs when you walk her around.

Day 1154

Apparently it is impossible to nap while there is a grandma in the house.

Day 1153

The baby is sleeping in her own room. Mind-blowing, earth-shattering, heart-wrenching.

Day 1152

Finished ripping up the carpet and painting in the spare room and no one is happier than the baby.

Day 1151

The baby is rapidly acquiring the skills necessary to make large messes in the living room.

Day 1150

The puppy has officially granted personhood to the baby; he curled up on her lap.

Day 1149

Insanity: that thing where you rip up the carpet in the room your mom will be sleeping in in less than a week.

Day 1148

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Day 1147

One room at a time, we shall vanquish all the terrible paint jobs.

Day 1146

It is helpful having a happy, silly, giggly little one in the house when terrible things are going on in the world.

Day 1145

The baby's kid face is starting to appear and her playing is getting much more interactive and her sense of humour is developing and she can eat real people food and OH GAWD MAH BEHBEH IS ALL GROWED UP.

Day 1144

Occasionally the baby has mercy on us and gives us leave to sleep in. And then chatters happily when it's time to wake up. That is winning.

Day 1143 (belated)

Luckily the dog's excitement over our return home seems to be waning just as he is starting to recover from all the fun he had at daycare.

Day 1142

Recovery day! For a while there I was the only one awake and everyone else in the house was having a group nap.

Day 1141

Weddings and Maplelag are nice and all, but oh god is it ever good to be home.

Day 1140 (belated)

Super Wedding Success!

Day 1139 (belated)

Apparently if you get the baby tired enough and then stick her in a room with a hundred people, she does make strange!

Day 1138 (belated)

Babies and vacations are mutually exclusive.

Day 1137

The bruise collection expands... And expands...

Day 1136

I am all for the baby's new plan of all weird faces all the time.

Day 1135

Why learn one thing when you can learn all the things at once?

Day 1134

Stank face is the best of all faces.