Randomness (Again)

1. I don't know what everyone was freaking out about yesterday. I picked Alexis up at 4:30 and she was totally fine the entire evening. No whining, no cranking, no Tylenol, just her usual self.

2. We went to the Pittsburgh Children's Museum today. I can now say the Indy Children's Museum sucks. I downgrade it to a C.

3. After the Musuem, Alexis achieved greatness by throwing up all over herself and her car seat. Mmmm . . . my car now smells like grape Yogos. After dinner, she tried to shoot her dinner at me, but missed. Mmmm . . . chewed up grapes. The best one, though, was after I cleaned her up from dinner and was putting a new pair of pajamas on her. She didn't miss that time.

UPDATE: Daddy made popcorn. Alexis saw the popcorn. Alexis installed an extra stomach in her little body specifically for the purpose of holding popcorn. I'm really hoping that extra stomach isn't feeling as cranky as her other one because I'm really, really tired of cleaning puke off of Alexis and me.

ANOTHER UPDATE: The popcorn stomach wasn't happy either. Poor kid :-(

Rant, Rant, Rant, and Rant Some More

As if it weren't enough that Alexis has been channeling her inner Linda Blair as of late, now we have the lovely and concerned citizens over at our friendly neighborhood daycare piling on the misery. I'll just say this: She's teething. It hurts. She's pissed. Deal with it. Don't call me fifteen times asking if she can have Tylonel (HELLO, I drug her before I send her to school as to avoid these calls). Don't make Daddy feel like a poop sandwich for leaving her while she is screaming, crying, and throwing herself against the glass door pleading him to not leave her. I'm pretty sure she's doing a sufficient job of making him feel bad without your help, thank you very much. And one more thing, our daycare payment is more than our mortgage payment. Therefore, I feel it is inappropriate for you to complain when she's clingy and wants held. Hold her and shut up already! Dude, just because she's usually Little Miss Independent and is, IN YOUR WORDS, the best-behaved baby you have, doesn't mean you can expect us to keep her out of daycare when she's having an off day. I could swear I have mentioned that when she's not feeling well, she insists on taking everybody down with her. If I, a first-time parent, can handle a teething child, then I'm pretty sure an experienced professional like yourself can figure it out. Darn it.

And if you think I seem a little wound up, you should have heard Daddy at 6:30 this morning. Yowzers.

Pittsburgh Rocks!

When you live in a city long enough, I think you start to forget about some of what's great about it. And if you were born in the city that you live in? You don't even know what's great about it (until you move away). I have to confess that I had forgotten how incredibly beautiful Pittsburgh is, but I ran into a website that reminded me. The photos on this site are incredible. Seriously, spend a few minutes over there.

Or maybe I'm just easily impressed since this is what Minot, ND (for you newbies, that's where I grew up) looks like:

And oh! how I wish that photo was in some way misleading. But it's not. No wonder Nelson sounded like a good idea.