And So It Goes

In the last 2 days I have done 11 loads of laundry. Needless to say I am about fucking sick of doing laundry. That doesn't matter though because it still all needs to be put away. Wheeeee.

We went from having just beautful weather, like 70s and stuff, back to ass freezing (for the locale people, not that damn world) and so I adjusted our dinner menu accordingly. Felt like making some beef stew and got a wild hair and was going to make potato soup from scratch. So what happens? Damn weather goes back to being warm!!! Tough shit, we're eating warming food anyways.

Little is doing her damned best to be walking. Our whole purpose of being right now is to get to standing. She does this very well and is rather blase about it anymore. Doing a one handed hold on the couch or table as she looks about. Deep down though, she wants to be somewhere else and not have to get down to do it dammit!

She has been a piece of work lately, and this morning we found the reason. Cutting our third tooth finally. Getting an upper in. Because reaching in to pull out all the things she shoudn't have stuffed in there in the first place just wasn't dangerous enough. No, she needs more weapons at her disposal.

Next month we attend a meeting about enrolling Munchkin into Kindergarten. Where in the holy blue hell did the time go? Going to school this fall more than likely. Jeebus.

But that's life. And so it goes.