I'm having computer problems again.
Right now, I'm on the ILs old computer, which moves like molasses in January because they had a high speed connection with absolutely no virus protection for about five years.
I talked them into buying some for the new computer, but nothing will rescue this one except for a complete wipe of the hard drive, which I can't do because I can't find a Windows 98 disc to reinstall it.
Anyway, my point is, I can't look at the pictures because the page is taking a year and a half to load.
I also can't scan in any BeanBean art because my printer isn't installed on this computer. I've been really despondent about my Macintosh lately.
Why did I have to ruin it before I even got to enjoy it?!
BeanBean told me this morning that there is no milk in my nursies, and this evening instead of asking to nurse he asked for a bottle of Pediasure.
I've got mixed feelings on it. When I told Mike, he said that it made perfect sense to him, because for the past few days BooBah has been trying to nurse on him whenever he's not wearing a shirt. He knew that my supply was diminishing as soon as she tried (she never had before). Poor BooBah! She won't give up nursing, though she does ask for something to drink afterwards. I was hoping that tandem nursing would keep my supply up longer, but something has gone awry and the milk is already gone (I'm 6w 4d today). Interestingly enough, I also feel like my morning sickness is going.
That's a real puzzler, eh? One pregnancy symptom leaving and a new one taking it's place, all about 10 weeks ahead of schedule for me.
BeanBean is really enjoying reading, and is looking forward to September because he'll be able to wear his new shoes. When I bought them, I told him that they were "for the fall, when it starts to get cold." He asked me when that was, and I told him it was September, which led to getting the calendar down and showing him July, August, and September. He realized this morning that "it's almost September, and I'll get to wear my new Nikes!" :LOL He expects me to take the box down on the first, and since I did say that "fall" was "September"... well, that's that! :LOL
Today BeanBean put me on time out "for singing about BooBahs and BeanBeans." I pouted and he gave me a hug and said, "I love you, but you're on time out and you can't click that mouse." Later he came and took my face in his hands and said, "Your time is up. I love you very much, but don't sing that song again!" I don't like the idea of time out very much, but BeanBean is seriously attached to it. He really does need the time to get control of himself and relax, and I think that he enjoys the extra loveloves that go with it, but it still rubs me entirely the wrong way.
BooBah has been a most excellent and amazing BooBah! She's excellently cuddly and loveable, has been talking a blue streak and will climb anything that holds still long enough for her to get a grip. In fact, if there's nothing to climb, she will make something to climb out of available materials (she prefers laundry hampers and books, but anything will do!) and proceed to climb it with alarming speed. These days I'm glad that she's not in a crib, because she would have broken her neck climbing out of it by now.
She's also beginning to demonstrate an almost scary degree of receptive language. Last week, for example, I was giving BeanBean some of his daily loveloves. He was on the bed getting hugs and kisses while I asked, "Who loves you?" He would answer with a person, "Daddy loves me!" and I'd ask again, with more kisses and tickles. In the middle of this, BooBah ran up and kissed him on the cheek!
She was all drooly and happy and said, "I love Eli!"
It was such a melty moment! :LOL What a sugar bun! Anyway, she's been doing little things like that which demonstrate understanding. She's also taken to dancing in the middle of the living room for no apparent reason and to no audible music. She spins in a circle, claps her hands, laughs and wiggles... It's so cute! I love her little stomp-steps, she's got a rhythm all her own.
BeanBean has also been extra sweet and lovey lately, and very helpful with BooBah. He knows that we're going to have a baby, and when I told him that my milk will come back when the baby comes out he said, "Well, let's go to the doctor and get that baby out!!" :LOL I told him that it has to grow more before it can come out and he was so disappointed.
He will discuss airplanes and helicopters with anyone who will sit still long enough for him to talk to them, and at my LLL meeting last week he insisted on going to the bathroom by himself. He went to the door and announced, "I have to pee. You're not going to help me!" and then he *ran* to the bathroom.
I followed him, but he did all of the important things by himself. It seems to me that he's more willing to use the bathroom while he's wearing clothing if he's not at home.
I dunno. Today he was naked, so he used the bathroom all day. I've got to get him to do the same thing wearing underpants.
Tomorrow evening, Mike and I are taking the kids to an orchard. We won't be doing an apple pick (though it does sound like fun!) but we'll get lots of different kinds of apples and I'll make a vat of applesauce later in the week. My MIL asked me to make apple butter again, but when I made it last year it was a complete accident and I have no idea how it happened.
It was absolutely delicious, and it made the yummiest half-moon pies, but I'm not sure that I could replicate the experiment. I've still got a few jars of last year's applesauce, one of which we opened and inhaled last week (
). We'll have to eat them or find something else to do with them.
This year I'm going to be peeling my apples; I don't usually, but BooBah has no molars and the peels are really difficult for her. I'd like for her to be able to eat her fill without worrying about her choking on the peels, so they're out this year. In fact, those peels and cores may be my incentive to start a compost pile... Hmmm...
Lisa-- I'm so jealous!! I love chemistry! :LOL I hope BeanBean develops an interest in chemistry when he's a bit older.