washing day

Ellie is 3 months old now, cute as a button, generally an amazing magic unicorn of great sleeping at night, but terrible at naps. Seriously,  kid, take a nap.

Since she’s awake all day, every day like a weirdo baby,  and she doesn’t like her swing much, I thought I’d switch it out for the exersaucer. I went to wash the little cloth seat, and wanted to throw a couple other baby seat covers in the wash, too.

First off, if you don’t have kids, you would be shocked and appalled at the number of baby-holding devices I own. Exersaucer, swing, chair, crib, car seats, etc, etc, etc.

But secondly, you would not believe how badly Graco does not want me to remove my stroller cover. It took me a half hour and a screwdriver to remove the majority of the hooks, snaps, elastic bits, and other fastening devices. The last two were so difficult that despite quite a bit of effort on my part,  I ended up giving up and cutting the damn things off.

Why don’t you want me to wash my stroller, Graco?


fairy tales

I’m apparently not very good at telling the classics without something to read from. I just ended the tale of “Snow White” thusly:

… and the Prince kissed the sleeping Snow White, like a big ol’ creeper.  But it was okay,  because she woke up and…wait,  what am I teaching you? Not okay. Bad touch. Anyway,  they got married, and she was a princess. The end.

I may also have described the villain as “a mean ol’ queen b.”

Maybe I need a book for this stuff.


Two years is such a short time. But also such a long time. Two years is long enough to go from tiny infant to little lady.  From high-pitched newborn cries to complete (if not always grammatically correct) sentences. From 21 1/2 inches long to fully three feet tall,  all long limbs running at full speed.

Two years have taught me about princesses,  dinosaurs,  and choo choo trains. About running through sprinklers, grapes cut in half, and all the words to all the songs in Frozen.  About patience,  compromise, humility, and love.  So much love. She has transformed me entirely by love.


Happy birthday,  baby girl. These two years have been the best.