Hello World:
So this is it - my first attempt at blogging. First let me address the fact that I am not assuming anyone would actually be interested in reading about me, my life or anything of the sort. No, this can be chalked up to 1) a curiosity about the idea of blogging in general and 2) a sort of diary for the new technology age. So, for what its worth - here's what's going on in my life of twos ...


So why is it a life of twos? Well, somehow we have managed to build a life of twos in our house. Two parents, two kids, two horses, two dogs, two cats. With the exception of the cats we've even managed to keep it one boy one girl. Weird, but weird is actually normal in this house (consider that my philosophical comment of the day, not very inspired, I admit).

Where To Start:

Isla Rose continues to prove the difference between girls and boys. She has discovered her hands: "look at those! Oh My Gosh, they move. Look! Look! They are moving!! Oh Dear Goodness I think I make them move!!!! How amazing is this!" She has discovered the art of conversation: I make a sound then mommy makes a sound. MOMMY - make a sound now!! She is working on sleep: you mean 3 am is not the time to coo and kick and play? Ok then.

Nash is determined to break the Guinness record for timeouts for a 19 month old. It has come as a shock to him but the phone, blackberry and remote control are NOT hammers. Equally as shocking was the fact that parents, cats, dogs and windows are NOT nails. Go figure. Sleep has also become elusive. While my darling little angel used to sleep from 7-7, going to bed screaming, waking up screaming in the night and starting the day at 6 screaming are all becoming the norm rather than the exception. This should be considered the start of real toddler hood ... yes?


The Nitty Gritty:
Yesterday Nash's daycare was closed (no freaking clue why - I didn't realize that daycare took off for state holidays) and it was a trial of errors. The morning started off well other than the usual tantrum that ensues after Nash gets out of bed and until he gets breakfast. After all this time you would think the child would realize that screaming through diaper change, putting clothes on and getting to living room does NOT, in fact, make things happen any faster. Anyway, the morning was filled with the normal activities which include but are not limited to: throwing things over the baby gate and making mommy get them, chasing the animals while screaming loudly, asking for any and all parental technology, fall down tantrum when parental technology is not provided, plugging and unplugging things from electrical outlets as fast as possible before mommy can scoop up and put into timeout and the old standby of clearing all items off the coffee table as violently as possible. Late morning included loading up the Suburban for the dump and a trip to the park. Whoever decided that rural America didn't need trash pick-up should try loading an SUV with a bunch of trash and recycling with a 19 month old. Please raise my taxes and provide me with waste management. I also would like to petition the Hanover dump on Rt 1 to empty their recycle buns more often. While trying to forcefully shove my mixed paper into the bin I ended up with someone else's discarded shredder contents on my head ... shudder. The park was fairly uneventful. I do continue to be surprised by the fact that trash and puddles are so much more interesting than an entire playground full of slides, swings and platforms ... but I guess it takes a 19 month old to get a 19 month old. Came home from the park to a dog room full of blood ... can't find anything wrong with the dogs. No dead animal in sight. Both cats seem to be ok. What the heck?!?! Realize there is nothing I can do about it and go to find Nash ... oh, he's drinking out of an old Diet Coke can I left in the driveway a few days ago. GREAT. No mother of the year award here. A good lunch and very short nap later we spent the rest of the afternoon coming in and out of timeouts and fall-on-the-floor-kicking tantrums. I can say without hesitation at this time that I have no desire to stay at home with my children. Day care is a Godsend.


After that day I didn't manage to go for my daily run. I guess I can forgive myself just this once. I find training for the Monument Ave 10k without really planning to run in it allows for a little more wiggle room. Topped of the day off by getting on the Insultatron 2000 (otherwise know as the Wii Fit) and saw good weight loss ... thank goodness for small miracles. Hopefully this week I will be able to continue to torture my legs and lungs by trying to run from nothing in particular.


All in all a pretty typical day in the life of ...