Day 1650

Ermagherd. We have a baby who is capable of sleeping in a bassinet.

Also a toddler who likes making whale noises so she can sing along with her sleep sheep...

Day 1649

If video calls with relatives were used to determine future careers, Lizard would be headed towards being either a librarian or a Blair Witch-style videographer.

...time to go buy more books.

Day 1648

We found the magic spot for huffing that sweet, sweet new baby smell and NOW WE'RE COOKING!

Day 1647 (belated)

Apparently you use dinosaur knives to feed dinosaurs yogurt.

Day 1646

Today on Well, Duh!, houses are much quieter without toddlers.

Day 1645

Looking at baby pictures of Lizard confirms my suspicion that we managed to clone my clone.

Day 1644

its time to play... All Of Your Babies Are Crying!!

Day 1643

Daytime Lizard is a different animal than nighttime Lizard, and it's fun getting to hang out with her more.

Day 1642

After months of trying to teach Lizard to pet the dog gently, now we have to convince her to pet her brother even more gently.

Day 1641

The family is all home! Lizard has announced she likes Charlie, started bringing him toys to play with, and gave him a good night kiss. She seems to be on board.

Day 1640

Introducing Charlie as himself...

Day 1639 (Belated)

Slow motion repeated exploration of hospital hallways is exactly as much fun as it sounds.

Day 1638

If you want a helpful distraction from impending baby, I strongly recommend basement flooding. I promise, you will hardly have time to think about babies at all.

Day 1637

And now Lizard and Pony can duke it out for Grandma's affections.

Day 1636

Flooded basements are contraindicated. Someone forgot to tell my basement.

Day 1635

Achievement Unlocked: getting scheduled for induction instead of getting sent to the hospital because of exploding blood pressure.

Day 1634

Goodbye work, hellooooooooo sweatpants and t-shirts!

Day 1633

A handy thing about having a toddler: it's easy to find a stuffy of the appropriate size so you can practice using a baby wrap.

Day 1632

You might be really overtired if you get the giggles when you close your eyes really hard. Or you might be two.

If you're an overtired two year old, it's the gift that keeps on giving.

Day 1631

Lizard is using her fancy new full sentence powers to sass and/or boss around her parents.

It begins.

Day 1630

The Lizard checks out the potential of the bassinet as a bunk bed and helps with prep for muffins. It begins!

Day 1629

Apparently if you're two and excited, jumping is mandatory.

Day 1628

More full sentences! "This is hard, Mommy." "I was running!"

And of course, irrepressible enthusiasm for grocery shopping.

Day 1627

Having a toddler in the house makes you realize what phrases you say often. Lizard has started announcing when she is "doing good job".

Also, full grammatical sentences: "This is my knife."

Day 1625 (belated)

Is it asking for trouble to encourage your kid to "make toast" when they use a pretend knife to take pretend peanut butter out of a pretend peanut butter jar and then spread it on the actual carpet?

Day 1626

Jury duty summons; the spectre of mumps; and a fire not a drill drill from the 15th floor. It's been a rough 24 hours for an überprego.

Day 1624

Rearranged the mess in the house to accommodate the incoming baby.

Gave Lizard all of the feelings by putting my face in the way of the bucket she was swinging around.

Reached an impasse over whether her table should be in the kitchen or not so she could colour. Bribed her to the table with milk and arrowroots; never did get to take the colouring book out again.

Day 1623

Lizard has officially switched to a big Lizard bed. So we can start taking bets now:

How long until we find her sleeping in her tent?

How long until we find her sleeping in the big chair?

How long until we find her sleeping with all the stuffies?

How long until we find her sleeping with all the blankets?

Day 1622

I can't imagine being pregnant and not being able to pick up and snuggle your first born. Thank goodness for Lizard's tiny genes.

Day 1621

Some days just don't go according to plan. For those days, there is pie. Or tacos and the promise of future pie.

Day 1620

Sat in a coffee shop and read a book for half an hour. I can't remember the last time that happened.