Monday, October 19, 2020

Hobby Happenings

It’s been an eventful two weeks since my last post. I feel as though Quinn has started doing so many new things on the daily. He’s gained at least 5 words, probably more. I think part of that is because he has started using his mouth to do more things, such as whistling (aka just blowing in and out 😆), blowing raspberries on our bellies (which really results in more slobber than anything), and puckering to give actual kisses instead of just sliming us with an open mouth 🤣 Those actions have enabled him to make different sounds, leading to an increased vocabulary. He can even “sing” EIEIO to Old Macdonald Had a Farm. However, he’s also been channeling his inner dinosaur and screeching like a pterodactyl and taking bites off of a fork or spoon ferociously. He can stand on his tip toes and if he can grab something, he will, much to my annoyance. He is always watching and recently started mimicking things I do without being asked. The other day he watched me use the dish cloth to clean the counter while he stood on his safety stool and then he got down, went to the drawer where we keep the dish towels and got one out, climbed back on his stool and wiped the counter. After I had finished mopping the floor the other day, he went and got the rag I had used out of the hamper and used it to wipe the floor and the steps on his stool. Those are great habits for him to pick up. However, he also watched me empty his diaper pail and put a new trash bag in it. He started playing with the lid, sliding it back and forth, and since it was empty and that was keeping him occupied, I didn’t lock it and then went to take a quick shower. He came in the bathroom when I was getting out and had a shit eating grin on his face. I knew he had done something because he always comes to tell on himself 😆. I went into his room and he had stuffed at least 30 clean diapers in the diaper pail. It was packed full 🤦🏻‍♀️. I was thankful there weren’t any dirty ones in there. By the way, thanks to those of you who offered suggestions on how to de-stink the diaper pail. I hate the thought of throwing away plastic bags butttttttt our recycling center isn’t taking plastic right now due to COVID so at least if they’re being “repurposed” as poopy diapers holders, they aren’t being trashed in vain, right? 😉


Hard at work 😉


🤦🏻‍♀️

Yes, those are clean 🤦🏻‍♀️🤣

Helping me change/clean the sheets 😉😆

Quinn is very into hide and seek and also hiding objects, particularly his bink, in his or my or Philip’s shirt, and “finding” it. He likes to pull a shirt up, stick his bink under it, and then throw his arms up in an “I don’t know” shrug 🤷🏻‍♀️. The other day I was bent over the side of the bathtub, scrubbing the inside wall, and got a finger puppet shoved up the back of my shirt 🤦🏻‍♀️. His hiding things isn’t limited to shirts though. He also enjoys stealing towels while I’m in the shower and relocating them to other rooms 🤬. That one is not my favorite but most of the time he cracks me up. 

I haven’t had much time to focus on finishing his kitchen because another project came up (one that’s still not done and going to take a bit to get under control). Usually parents have to lower their child’s bed to keep them safe but in our household, it went the other way. Our bed was on a high frame, making the drop from the mattress to the floor about three feet. I’ve mentioned that bedtime is a mess here and the week before last was sort of a breaking point for me. Quinn kept waking up and every time I would comfort him and try to put him back in his crib but he would immediately get back up. I eventually took him to our bed, where, to nobody’s surprise, he slept just fine. The problem though was that I didn’t feel comfortable leaving him alone in our bed, afraid he would roll off, so I felt trapped there with him when I really wanted to get some things done and just, ya know, not have someone attached to me for a little bit. I consulted with some experienced mothers (Kim & Marsha) who suggested lowering the bed. Philip and I had talked about buying a new bed frame but our boxspring and mattress are so thick, that wasn’t necessary. The boxspring is now on the floor and it is the exact normal height for a bed, which alleviates my fall concerns. However, there are 2 problems with this. 1) Quinn has pretty much permanently moved into our bed because it’s just so much easier to lay with him in there to put him to sleep and he sleeps all night. Before he would sleep for an hour, maybe two, if I was lucky, and I would have to go get him. I was usually ready to come to bed then anyway so most of the time he would just come with me. So this isn’t exactly a new ‘problem’ but it feels as though we took an entire step backward since he’s not even going into his crib at all now. I say problem because that’s what society says about bed-sharing but neither of us are really all that bothered by it. For now. He’ll get out eventually, right? 🤞🏻2) Fixing that issue created another because having our bed so high allowed for storage and I now have 10 totes of clothes that need to live somewhere else. Some of them need to go elsewhere and some of them need sold on eBay, which takes time to list. I’ve already sold 6 VS sports bras for $50 though 🤷🏻‍♀️. For the time being, our bedroom is a bit chaotic but I’m working on it.


Helping me clean the bed frame 😆 wearing his shoes with his pajamas because he thought he needed to 🤷🏻‍♀️🙄. 

 Motherhood comes with so many sacrifices, first we have to share our bodies, then they invade our bed, and then they steal your bathroom privacy. Now I’ve even lost my beloved soggy French fries to the child who doesn’t yet have chewing teeth. You better believe when they come in he’s getting all of my crispy ones! 🤣 He’s definitely working on some, I can see two on the bottom making their way in and I’ve even thought I saw one on the top. I hate teething because he’s such a crank ass some days, he’s exhausting to be around. Have you ever chosen to do the dishes, rather than spend anymore time with your kid? I have 🤣. “Sorry, babe, mom’s busy doing the dishes, go play with your dad.” Speaking of his dad, we went to Target a few weeks ago and he wanted to get Quinn a new toy. I buy 99% of, well, everything, in this house, so he wanted to pick it out. He let Quinn pick it out, actually, and told me he needed a “fun” toy because all of his toys are educational 🙄. As if they can’t be both fun and educational 🙄🙄🙄. Well, let me tell you how “fun” the toy is that he picked out. It’s a dinosaur that roars, bites, and walks when you turn it on. Quinn brings it to me, wanting me to turn it on, but then is immediately scared of it and screams until I turn it off 🤦🏻‍♀️🤬😆.  This happened so many times that I now hide it. Another toy I hate is this duck push toy that Philip’s brother and sister-in-law got for him. I wouldn’t hate it if he would push it himself but he doesn’t, he brings it to me to push. I have to bend over to push it so it’s not at all comfortable. Since he loves hide and seek so much I started hiding it and telling him to find it. He will find it and bring it back to me. He actually likes that game and I prefer it to pushing the stupid thing around the house, killing my back. It’s hell getting old 🤣


That’s the most rotten “I don’t know” shrug I’ve ever seen 🤣🤣. 


This is what I found in the bathroom last week 🤦🏻‍♀️  Yep, those are Quinn’s teeth prints. 

We’ve spent time with both of our families recently and the way all of the kids play with him just warms my heart. They all are very gentle with him and some of them even take a beating before I realize what’s happening and make him stop. He steals their food, too, and they don’t complain 😂. I hate that he won’t grow up with cousins close to his age, like I did, but I’m glad they’re all sweet to him ❤️. 


Hanging out with Kate during Lincoln’s soccer game. 

Link was riding with Quinn but then decided to pull him for a minute before handing him off to Haleigh. He was harder to pull than Link thought he would be 🤣. 
*I unfortunately didn’t get any pics of him with his other set of cousins 😔. Next time! 


You all heard about our saga with Suddenlink (which is fixed but I still hate them) but I’ve got another rant for you. If you’re having issues with Seasonal Affective Disorder or any other mental illness that leaves you feeling sort of numb as a default (been there lots of times!), let me direct you to another company that can help get you heated and your feelings fired up. I’m going to add AT&T to the list of companies we will never deal with again. Actually, the whole reason we even had to deal with AT&T to begin with is because of the issue with Suddenlink, so I doubly hate them. So, from the beginning, we had Verizon cell service for years with no issues. When our home (Suddenlink) internet went down, we had to increase our data package with Verizon so that Philip could tether to his phone for work (he works from home). Verizon has a pretty shitty tethering package compared to AT&T and because Suddenlink representatives were absolutely useless in helping us fix the issue or to give an accurate ETA of when it would be fixed (or even say there was an outage🤬), we decided to switch to AT&T so that we wouldn’t have extreme charges for data usage through Verizon if the issue dragged on for eternity. I know someone who’s internet was out for 3 months, the last I checked with her, and we were not willing or able to make accommodations with data tethering at Verizon prices. Anyway, Philip called to inquire about prices and an employee discount through his work (you should check to see if your/your spouse’s company offers one, many do!) and every phone call after that was a disaster. Because he asked about a certain plan, they put that in as our starting plan, and then when we ultimately decided to do a different option (a better plan for the same price because of his employee discount, the only one his discount works on), they charged us $96 for “making changes” and pro-rated for a month, even though we only opened the account the day before and the monthly price difference between the plans is $20. They made a mistake with Philip’s SIM card and he LITERALLY, I’m not even exaggerating, spent over 3 hours on the phone, probably more collectively between all the calls and a minimum 30 minute hold time just to get connected to someone every time, to get it fixed. They transferred him to person after person. He finally told them he wouldn’t wait anymore, they could fix the issue and call him back or he would just go back to Verizon and forget about it because it was such a hassle. He did end up having to call again the next day to confirm it was fixed (it wasn’t but they fixed it very quickly) and since then we have had no problems with our service. Until the bill the arrived. $421 for a $97.50 + taxes and fees plan that was supposed to have activation fees waived. Philip said he wouldn’t deal with it, and I don’t blame him, so I called. The person in the billing department was very nice but I explained the situation and she repeatedly told me it was because he didn’t submit the papers for the employee discount (he did. Twice.), and then it was because the discount wouldn’t be applied for 2-3 billing cycles (they never told us that), and then it was because we made changes to the account (which I REPEATEDLY told her we did not 🤬🤬🤬). I finally told her this is the biggest hassle we’ve ever had with a company, they lied to us when we opened the account, we were not informed about the discount not being applied right away, we were quoted a price, and I’m just not paying $421. I said, “it’s not happening” and we’ll just go back to Verizon because we’ve never had issues like this with them. I did tell her I realize none of this is her fault and I’m not upset with her but I’m just unwilling to deal with this. So anyway, long story long, after 54 minutes on the phone (they sure do love to talk to people there 🙄), she “credited” my bill and got it “lowered” to $271. I was done. I told her thank you and got off the phone. I have no intention of paying that. We’ll be filing complaints. AGAIN. It’s unreal. We are back with Verizon. I tried to go to the local store to switch back because I never want to talk to another stranger on the phone ever again, but they said they couldn’t do anything since we had been gone less than 90 days. I had to call and speak to the “Win Back” department. They also had a ridiculous wait time—36 minutes before I got connected with someone—but as soon as I did, she knew what she was doing, got our old account set back up and we were good to go. We can see all of our information online and make changes without unbelievable charges. 


In the midst of this drama with AT&T, I was outside with Quinn while on the phone and trying to keep him quiet. He was pushing his truck up and down the driveway but eventually the driveway was just too safe and he needed to test his limits with the road.  To avoid a struggle while I was on the phone, I let him venture out with me right behind him since I live in a nice neighborhood and most of the people drive like they have some sense. All but one, who lives a block down from me. There’s an older man who must think that stop signs are just suggestions and either his gas pedal is really touchy or he’s just an asshole because he guns it every time he has to actually stop. He also gets irrationally angry when anyone is in the street (I’ve seen him throw his hands up in frustration before), although pedestrians have the right of way and he can go suck it. So anyway, Quinn was on the left side of the road (and as we all know, we drive on the right so he was not even in the way), directly beside my mailbox, like so close to my yard I could reach out a foot and touch the grass. I’m arguing with AT&T lady and Mr. Lead Foot stops at the stop sign in front of my house (but only because we were outside. Even that only gets him to stop about 50% of the time). He did drive slowly by my house, meaning, also, my child, but then immediately gunned it so that he could reach the next stop sign at the end of the block 5 seconds faster than if he had driven like a normal person and had regard for other people.  If I hadn’t been on the phone, he would have (and 100% will in the future) received a cussing. I don’t have a ball bat yet but I will get one if necessary.  Ok, I’m kidding about the physical assault. Not kidding about the verbal one. For real though, mine is not the only kid on the block and he has driven like this for years. I actually asked someone on his block what the name of the man who drives like an idiot is and she knew exactly who I was talking about. 


All of that happened on the day I took Quinn to his 15 month old well check, an 11 am appointment I made before my/his schedule changed to nap-time being at 11am. Nap-time is for both of us. So we missed our morning nap and I was so worked up that I didn’t even take a nap that afternoon when Quinn eventually crashed. That old man really pressed his luck that day 😂.


Don’t let all of my complaining fool you though. Like I told my mother in law, I’m living my best life right now. I love staying home with my boy, who is so, so smart and typically sweet, when he’s not tired or hungry 🤣. I’m just curious, does anyone’s child just go to sleep without being a complete butthole or is it just ours who does this? Like he has to reach the unreasonable stage—cries about EVERYTHING, wants something but never anything you give him, testing every limit, etc.—before he’ll calm down and go to bed. Anyway, aside from all those things, life is pretty good 😊. I got to play with my camera that I never use and took some cute pics this week. I wanted to get some with the beautiful fall foliage before it dies away so we went to the park. He was pretty cooperative despite not wanting to walk and the last ones we took were like a mile up a hill 😳🙄. For the record, he weighed 22 pounds, 10 oz. at his appointment so that was a fun walk carrying that load 🙄🤪 Last week my friend Chris assisted in a Fall themed photo shoot and we got some great pics then, too. He loves her and she was awesome at getting him to smile 😃. Because I obviously need another hobby 😉, I’m working on figuring out how to use my DSLR camera. I’m pretty sure you all know I like to take pics (I have over 22,000 in my Photos app 😂) so I’m looking forward to creating some fun shots. 






The best pic from that day 🤣. 


No post is complete without pics of the girls 😉. 

Quinn is always loving on Sansa and Sophie; sometimes too much. Soph isn’t the biggest fan of hugs but Sansa tolerates them. They all love giving kisses, too. 

Lovin on Soph for 5 seconds before she gets pissy and moves. 


Photo captured 1 second before an attack on Sansa 
🤪. 

🤦🏻‍♀️🙄. 







Sunday, October 4, 2020

Passion for Repurpose



Quinn and I are settling into our new life fairly well so far. Aside from the screaming phase he is apparently going through, that is. I wonder if he’s working on cutting some new teeth but his crankiness has been coming in a pretty predictable pattern of every other day, with an occasional extra salty one thrown in. It is mentally exhausting when all he does is scream all day. Is there a word that means more overwhelmed, tired, and fatigued than exhausted? If so, I feel it. On his bad days he wants everything he can’t have, screams even when he wants something he can have and you give it to him, cries for you to put his shoes on and then immediately cries for you to take them off, repeat over and over again until you lock yourself in the bathroom to get away from him. Just kidding. I haven’t done that…yet. He won’t even take his bink, even though he wants it, if I suggest it, but give it 30 seconds and it will be in his mouth because suddenly it’s *his* idea 🙄. Same thing with milk. I’ll try to get him to lay down for a nap when he’s so tired he can barely hold his eyes open and he’ll fight me and forcefully resist drinking. Once I get him to calm down and ask him if he wants milk he’ll take his bink out and drink it 🤦🏻‍♀️. One year olds are so irrational. 

When he’s having a good day, everything is great! He’s back to himself and fun to be around. I got him a safety stool so that he can stand at the counter with me and help do things. This may be the best investment I’ve ever made because now I don’t have to hold him and try to do things one handed, something my back is thankful for. He loves to climb so it took him about 5 seconds to figure out how to get up into it. Another great thing about it is I can leave his snack on the counter, out of the reach of the girls, and not have to worry about them getting it. That is, until he gives them to them 🙄. I guess I should be happy he loves to share 😆.





He is still obsessed with his belly and everyone else’s. We had my niece, Kate, over last weekend to spend some time with her. She and I made fall cookies and Quinn helped a little. In the downtime of the cookies baking Kate played with Quinn and he kept pushing her over, lifting her shirt, and poking her belly button. She thought it was hilarious. She spent the whole day with us and I really enjoyed having her here. It’s been a long time since she and I spent one on one time together, ‘cause, ya know, I had a baby and all 🤪. When I invited her to come make cookies with me, I was worried she might not realize that Quinn would be here but she didn’t seem to mind at all. She ate dinner with us, homemade pizza by Uncle Philip 🤤, her third favorite food I learned, and then went on our evening walk. She got to walk Sophie; well, I should say run because that’s mostly what they did. I liked being a fun aunt again. Sometimes it’s hard to do “extra” things because I’m just so busy trying to stay on top everything else. We’re getting into a daily routine though and that makes life seem more manageable. As long as someone tells me Quinn’s moodiness will pass eventually 🤣


I mean, it is a pretty cute belly 🤷🏻‍♀️  








Funny story about the top cookie on the left side: when I took Kate home she wanted to show her siblings our creations and share with them. Link looked them over and declared that he wanted the “chicken” one... That’s a ghost 🤣. 

He’s getting really good as following directions and can sometimes help do things, or at least be in the same vicinity and occupy himself. I attempted to clean up our tools and garden stuff in our outside building last week. He explored while I organized and I got about half way done. I might have finished if it weren’t for his sudden need to have his shoes removed. I wanted him to wear them but I also wanted to finish what I was doing so I gave in. He was on the patio and wasn’t barefoot for more than 5 minutes before he got an enormous splinter in his foot. I don’t even know what it would have come from.  He indicated that his foot was hurt and I tried to pull it out, unsuccessfully. This happened about 3 hours before Philip got off work and I tried several times to get it out but he resisted and pulled his foot away from me every time. Once Philip was done, I asked him to help occupy Quinn so I could take it out. I gave Quinn my phone, which he’s never allowed to have, and Philip talked to him to keep him calm. He was such a champ, never cried more than a whimper of disapproval, more so because he was being restrained than any other reason, I think. 


Looking so big wearing the shoes he should have left on the day before and he wouldn’t have gotten a splinter 🤦🏻‍♀️ 


Helping me sweep the floor


Helping me clean up the garden beds


Helping me pull weeds and spread mulch 

Helping me walk the dogs...oh wait 🤔


He has recently started to shake his head no, something that is funny and laughable at the moment but won’t be in a few months. Or possibly even weeks 😩. He’s only done it a few times and two of them were to refuse to come to either Philip or me and insist on staying with Lori and Greg 🙄😆. We had gone to watch Kate and Link’s soccer games and he had sat on Lori’s lap. When we went to leave and held our arms out for him to come to us, he shook his head and wouldn’t let go of her 🤦🏻‍♀️. She eventually had to put him in his carseat last week because he wouldn’t let either of us take him peacefully 🙄




I’ve started a weekly cleaning regimen, doing certain rooms or tasks each day, rather than trying to do everything on the weekend, like I did when I was working outside of our home. I realize now that no one can do it all. I always felt like I was behind on something, between cleaning, working on skills with Quinn, getting work stuff done, cooking, etc. It’s not possible to maintain a level of pre-baby cleanliness and work full time with a child at home. Something’s gotta give. I would always stress if someone wanted to come over because I would try to find time to do all the cleaning that I feel needs to be done for visitors when I was already feeling  overwhelmed and exhausted. Now I don’t feel like our house is disgusting because there’s a little less dog hair on the floor. A little. Not a lot less because those two should be bald from the amount of hair they slough off every day 🙄🤦🏻‍♀️. I also have time to play with Quinn every day, which helps him learn. Being home has made me realize how much I always wanted to do this. I spent many years believing and saying I could never be a stay at home mom because I thought I would always want to work. Now I just keep thinking about how he’s only going to be little once and I don’t want to miss anything. Oh, and I also get to play at the park 😆.

 I’m so grateful to have Philip to make this my reality ❤️.




The only thing I’m still struggling with is meal planning. You would think, given my education in nutrition, this would come easy for me but it doesn’t. Maybe I make it too complicated. Maybe I just have interrupted sleep Every. Single. Night and it’s finally starting to reduce my brain cells. Either way, it’s a challenge but I’m working on it. We only eat out once a week so I plan for 6 days. I’ve been trying some new recipes to include in our rotation so that we don’t have something Mexican themed 4 days a week (although, I’m actually totally good with that 😆 🌮 🌮 🌮 🌮 ). I hate wasting food and we had some meat go bad early last week in a meal plan fail. We talked about cooking it up for the girls and Philip noted that they don’t care if it’s a few days passed its prime. I said we probably wouldn’t even have to cook it but then decided against giving Sophie a taste for raw meat because she’ll already lick the skin off your toes if you’d let her. Sometimes it’s annoying, however, my feet look great. Like, who needs a Ped Egg when you have a dog with a foot fetish? 


What nap time looks like. You can’t see my feet because Sophie licked them off 🤪. You can see bags under my eyes. I’m pretty sure they’re permanent. 

Not only have I been cooking, I’ve been working on Quinn’s kitchen so he can cook 😉. In this week’s edition of Passion for Repurpose, I’m going to show you a Creative Kimpire original creation. Scroll down to see my plastic shoe box repurposed into a play microwave 😉.




I painted the shoe box, cut the lid to create a flap for the door, wrapped the door in electrical tape, made button decals on my Cricut, and then put the whole thing into a cardboard box so that it would sit correctly. I bought a handle and used a black poly folder for a hinge, which is held on with lots of glue, duct and electric tape 🤣. I’m 100% certain there’s probably a better way to do this but I’m a big proponent for using what I already have. The handle was the only thing I bought and it was cheap. So there ya go, a pretend microwave for under $10, even if you were to buy all of the supplies and had nothing on hand. 

I’m still working on the sink I mentioned in my last post. I really wanted to show it to you guys tonight but it just didn’t happen. Everything is harder to do with a baby, for some reason 🤪🤪. Shopping included. Because of that (and a nationwide pandemic, of course) I can count on 2 hands the amount of times I have been out of town since the quarantine happened in March, and two of those were to the zoo. While I fully support wearing a mask, having one on my face makes me anxious, like I can’t see clearly. Quinn is difficult to contain these days and chasing him around a store is fun for about zero seconds. It’s not bad when you have someone with you to help. Philip and I took him to the Highlands yesterday. We got Chick-fil-A in the drive thru so we had a little picnic in the back of the Jeep. After chasing him around Target and Bed, Bath, and Beyond, we decided we’d had enough and got a treat at Cold Stone before heading home. Birthday Cake remix is my fav! 🤤 Quinn got his first taste and I think you can see that he approves:




Today, Philip made homemade cheesecake and if anyone wonders why I’m still walking around with 10+ pounds of “baby weight”, mind your business 😉. Someone apparently does though because I keep getting texts from random numbers telling me that I can go from XL to XS if I just click their link. The weird thing is that they’re always calling me Shirley. I keep blocking the numbers and they keep sending texts from different ones 🤬. I know why it’s happening though, and you may not believe me but it’s true. Several years ago Philip and I were riding our bikes and we passed this guy who raised his arm up in the arm as he went by and painted his finger at us (me), bringing it down three times as he said, “Shirley, Shirley, Shirley,” and rode on. We looked at each other and said, “what the hell?” This is not a made up story and over the years we have talked about how we didn’t know what that meant. Now I know! He cursed me so that now I receive annoying texts addressed to Shirley! If anyone has a better explanation, I’d love to hear it but I highly doubt you’ll top that one 🤪


Seriously, who could resist this?! 

Anyway, I’m hoping to complete his kitchen in the next 2 weeks so I can reveal it for you all. I know you’ll be waiting with bated breath 😉

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