Greasy Kid Stuff now has a podcast. Now Yo Gabba Gabba just needs to let us pay for downloads and we'll be all set.
Some kid that befriended Eliot yesterday waited until she trusted this kid enough that she could be convinced to climb to the top of one of the pirate ship things at the playground. Kid then pushed Eliot off and she had a little Mike Piazza Moment of Zen:
Jon from Bikescape was on Resonance FM's The Bike Show this week. That would be the bicycle radio equivalent of having Santana and Liriano in your rotation. Speaking of bicycles, I'm just waiting for my new handlebars to arrive in the mail and for my new matching cranks to be installed and I'll finally take a picture of it so people can recognize me (it happened twice with the last one!).
The kid has had sippy cups from three different brands of sippy cup for at least six months, and she's never figured out how to use a single one. She has no idea what to do with a straw. She's mainly just been drinking out of a glass, which she can usually do without dropping by now. We've taken to just asking for an adult glass at restaurants for her (another reason is they're glass and kids cups are almost always chewed up off-gassing death traps of low-grade plastic).
Enter the new Camelbak bike bottle. I bought one on Tuesday at Boehm's (I had a coupon and we wanted to explore St. Paul for it's relative awesomeness) for starting my training this spring. Bethany let Eliot try it. She figured it out immediately. Now she just walks around all day in pigtails with my Camelbak helping herself to water and juice whenever she feels like it. She honestly looks liberated.
I saw an Good Food made me wonder if this "seven courses of beef" is quintessentially Zakcq or not.
ABC is $8.95 on Amazon; supporting your local bookstore is an even better deal]
--------We took Eliot in for her two month tune up today. We changed her doctor to the Partners in Pediatrics on 32nd and Hennepin, mainly because of it's convenient location [one less 952 safari for us!]. The doctor we ended up with was pretty great. So Eliot had her first shots, and let me tell ya, she took it like a man. I cried more when Dean Johnson. But seriously, she didn't cry until just before the third shot (of three), and was finished within 30 seconds. We had her cracking up by the two minute mark. Incredible. A trooper, etc.
Turns out our baby has gained enough weight to elicit two "whoa" remarks from nurses, jumping her up to the 90th percentile in weight and height, but she maintains her tiny head, which has only recently grown out of hats labeled "7 lbs" [she's not quite big enough for the next size hat]. She's 13.5 lbs now.
We recieved a gift of Blue Sky Guide. Eliot was comfortably wearing one of her 3-6 AA bodysuits, and the Hanna bodysuits were far too big for her, so we got them for her next stage. That next stage turned out to be 8 hours later, when suddenly she didn't fit in what she was wearing. She was crying for thirty minutes, and we couldn't figure it out until we finally noticed her bodysuit was tight. We tried the new one on her and she fell asleep right away.
Did she grow an inch and a half today?
She's having a great time. Two months arrives tomorrow. This week she started making a lot of sounds other than grunts. And she's laughing now, and trying to hold her head up for more than 30 seconds. She'll be meeting Zakcq tomorrow.
--------I was awoken by the theme from Calhoun Beach Club for an extra hundred. Who needs a yard in the City of Parks & Lakes, anyway?
Bethany started working again this week. She's going to do two four-hour shifs per week. This week it was just me and the kid for the first time. It took her a while, but I think she's finally come to terms with my not being her mother. On wednesday, she woke up after about an hour and acted hungry, but she wouldn't take the bottle (Playtex Vent-Aire). It was still 45 minutes before playgroup at the Porch, so I put her in the Baby Björn and we went down to the record store. It was a nice 45 degrees outside, but it was pretty much hot in the store; we weren't in there for more than 3 minutes before she starting lettingme know how much she hated the heat. We'll have to go back another time when she's in a better mood. She was also starting to poop. So i decided to just go down to the playgroup on 46th instead of home to change and feed her [the record store is on 43rd], and it was such a nice walk [45° and overcast YUM] that I decided to walk instead of take the bus. It's only 3.5 blocks after all [or just shy of a half mile]. Turns out the wind was north, so we froze. As soon as i was in no-man's land between bus stops, a nearly empty 18A drives by. Oh, well, if the short line comes by, the next long line is usually late, so I just keep walking. Two minutes later a very full 18E [that probably was supposed to be five minutes ahead of the A] sneaks up behind me. We made it, though. She likes the Björn. She was finally hungry enough to eat, but I left the Playtex, thinking she didn't like it anymore, and only had the Medela bottle. The hole is too big on it, so the milk comes out way faster than Eliot can drink. I only had one spare onesie. Thursday, she liked the Playtex.
That morning at 9:30, I woke up to "I'm leaving for work, here's Eliot" and having a wiggly, vocal kid set on top of me. Yiiiiiiikes. She was up all morning.
We'll get the hang of it.
--------Today we moved the Eligator up to the a American Apparel runs so small on adults. She's still in Gap preemie, but she's almost in AA 6-9. Such is life. Anyway, we're still big fans of the AA bodysuit. Pacifier has a great deal on them, and they even carry the organic cotton ones.
I hate A&D cream. It smells terrible, and it's nearly impossible to wash off. You have to use a mixture of peanut butter and gasoline, just to get it off your fingers.
Solution: Today we stopped at the Wedge with a $2 coupon for diapers thanks to Burt's Bees Diaper Cream, 20% less than I paid, on Amazon
I just noticed I hadn't made a real post in 6 days, other than the Patton Oswalt thing and the ok-sure-10%-baiting-dugan post [that didn't really work out so well in the baiting department] which tells me that we must have been busy.
Now that getting pooped on is thrice-daily occurrence, I'll have to come up with something new. What I would like to know, however, is how come nobody told me how loud babies fart? It's hilarious! I cannot keep from laughing every time Eliot farts louder and longer than I ever have. She peed on me while I was playing Scrabble yesterday. It was just a problem with the gDiapers, we didn't notice that we didn't quite have it on right.
Speaking of the Paper Source, and went to Calhoun Square to look for a changing table. We ended up changing her on the floor on the second level. NO TABLE in the men's room, and a nasty ass table in the women's room. Lame. After that we spent some time at the Ink Lab on Lake St, and then off to IKEA for thicker curtains [we need to sleep in longer now and the sun comes right through our current very pretty but on the thin side ones. We watched Woody Allen's Match Point and it sucked.
