Get Out of Here!

About four weeks ago, Tyoma started his essential vocabulary list. The words are:
1. Mama
2. Bua (Papa)
3. Grrlll (gorilla/Misty)

He seems to think that our dog Misty is a gorilla. Why does he think Misty is a gorilla? Well, we read him "Goodnight, Gorilla" and show him fuzzy baby animal books with gorillas in them. Their black fur matches Misty's, plus, Misty's nickname is "Girlfriend." After weeks of "gggrrrll-aaah's" Mom has decided to make his birthday a Jungle Affair:


Can you believe this?Holy-Moley! Is this not the weirdest/coolest thing you've ever seen?! Little Tyoma will be the olny kid on the block with a gorilla rocker. Thanks folks!

Strolling

So the little one is now pushing his Issy Pissy Cart. See how suavely he shows off his new skill:
 
 

Naturally, such nonchalance results in a fall. What a precious startled expression!

 

And this was just cute:

Black Widow Invader

Well, we've had worse black widow situations.

About six weeks ago, I noticed a web at the foot of my bed! I freaked. Nightly, a vigil was kept. Flashlight in hand, I checked the web repeatedly over the next several days. No spider. I demolished the web and forgot about it. Until today. While making my bed, I discovered a sturdy new web, connecting the lower part of my mattress (which rests on the floor) to the bookshelves alongside it.

All day long I watched that web, as if the spider was going to pop up and shout "BOOGA-BOOGA-BOOGA!" I kept an eye on Tyoma lest he cruise too close to it. At 6:30, I closed the shades and put the AC on max. Twenty minutes later, faithful flashlight in hand, I spotted the evil black spider, fiddling in the space between bookshelves.

She was so large,ripe and sisnister that I could not bear to squash her. I left that to Tennisfiend. Brrr. I am disturbed that such a loathesome creature made her nest so close to my bed and baby play area. Yuck. E.T.A. I had nightmares all night about the spider creeping on my leg, getting entangled in Misty's fur (she sleeps at the foot of my bed), and biting Tyoma. Sometimes I want to bomb our house with pesticides.

Bangs Renewed

Dropped in on Rodeyo today with Tyoma in tow to have my bangs trimmed. The wait was less than a half an hour, but it felt longer with Tyoma along. fortunately, a little boy awaiting a hair cut played with him.

The waif was four years old and so slender that he looked breakable. Tyoma, by contrast, seemed almost as tall, but twice as heavy. I asked the little boy his name and he said "Juice" (Jesus). I was surprised how gently and intelligently Juice played with Tyoma. I made an appointment to have Tyoma's hair cut next week, before his birthday. I am supposed to wait till he is one before the hair cut, but this is close enough.

Farewell

We stopped by to wish A & I good luck before their departure on Monday. Flushed and sublimely happy, "I" greeted us at the door. the two of them looked as if they were still several hours from a final departure (we could see their beds and boxes strewn about). Irina fussed sweetly over Tyoma while "A" politely concealed his enthusiasm to contine loading the moving van.

When we left, I felt melancholy, recalling our own marriage and related milestones. How sweet is to be with the one you love! Mom emailed a progress report today; the pair arrived safely, despite double flat tires and sluggish roadside assistance. I understand that the humidity is near 98% and the temperature matches it. Whew!

Molars

Unbelievable! Our little guy just cut his lower first molars and I can see his canines ready to break through. Judging from the bumps on his upper gums, we'll be seeing four new teeth on top soon. This explains his exxxtreme fussiness for the last two weeks! And I thought his "six teeth in six weeks" was bad! Molars must really hurt.

Goodbye, A & I

And goodby to E's company. Alex has got a new job in Dallas and is moving. I don't think he even bothered with a final notice or the last two weeks of work since he decided to move. I think that he was just keeping quiet until he got a thumbs up from the old place.

We are a trifle shocked, he just got married and he is leaving, zap, like that. But I totally get the whys. We need to get out of here. What kind of company can you sell without the designing scientist and software guy? What can we do? I sadly fear this is all some nasty plot from rival stockholders. How foolish, really. Like shooting yourself in the foot.

Snark?

 

Congratulations A and I

Congratulations A and I! Can you imagine pulling a wedding together in less than a week, tossing your stuff in a moving van the next day for a job in another state that starts in five days?! Whew! Good luck A and I!!!   The Wedding party at the courthouse. The bride, I is center with her new hubby, A to the left. Continuing left, M and his wife J. to the right of the bride fron is my Mom (yay!) and behind her, A's cousins, Y and Y.    I in her custom-made hand-beaded gown.  The bridesmaids: Y to the left and J to the right. A final shot, with flags!

Weaned

My Last Bit of Milk Consumed with much vigour.

Alas! I've weaned my little one. I feel so sad, despite the knowledge that breastfeeding must come to an end. I've pumped for him all these months, through aggravation, inconvienence and much, much love. I'd continue but once again, I've got thrush (sinus infection=antibiotics=thrush). Yay me, I made it this far!