Chronicles of a Pseudo-Sane Individual

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Awesomest Professional Pics

My friend Hadi is a phenomenal photographer...





Monday, October 08, 2007

Dada, Gus, and Poop

So the sprout is beginning to say real, bonified "words" for the first time. (Or at least attempt them.) The first thing he said was Da-da (pronounced "Da-ta"), for 'Daddy.' Then came Gus (pronounced "Guh,") for the dog. Whom he loves. Totally understandable.

I have been repeating "Ma-ma, MA-MA" OVER AND OVER AND OVER again for MONTHS. (And months and months and months.) "Ma-ma! Can you say MA-MA???" He laughs, and shakes his head 'no.'

So what BRAND NEW WORD does he say yesterday? After 12 months of hope and eager anticipation???

"POOP."

Arghhhh!

So now his repertoire consists of three words: Dada, Gus, and Poop. It just figures. Who's the ONE person who feeds him and changes him and puts him to bed every night and bathes him and reads to him and takes care of him ALL DAY???? And what do I get??? Nada!! Zip. Zilch.

Oh, wait. I get "Poop."

So, from now on, please call me "Poop." Cause that's the only way he's ever gonna say my name!!!

Sigh.