A whole month

I know it has been almost a whole month since I've last posted. Here is my list of excuses:

For the first 2 weeks I was packing. Packing sucks. Enough said.

Then for 4 days I was out of town visiting family, taking Memphis back to the specialist, and...what else?...ummm...oh yeah, SHOPPING AT IKEA!!! Actually the shopping part was a very small portion of that trip. I saw some family that I had not seen in awhile and we had a great time.

Then, for the past 2 weeks I have been furiously unpacking (okay, so furiously may be a bit of an exaggeration) and trying to get what will be a home for 7 people set up. The most frustrating part of this is that I was without internet for 2 WHOLE WEEKS. I almost died from the withdrawl.

And, the final excuse is that I am getting married in 3 days. 3 days!!! Oh my gosh. Even though this is a small wedding (or at least it started out that way) there have still been some troubles. The shoes I special ordered came in two sizes too big. The cake ladies have gone on vacation until August 6th and I haven't been able to get a hold of them. It's really no big deal. The cake is only the main food that guests will be dining on at the reception. Did I say "main" food? I meant the ONLY food. Surely we can do without that right? We'll just tell people that with all the starving children in Africa we thought the cake would be more appreciated there. And by the way, try the very tasty punch. I'm sure it will satisfy your hunger.

Anyway, it's likely that it will be another week or so until I post again so just hang in there.

Baby Bull Rider

We have a mechanical bull in our living room. It looks like this:



I bought Memphis the Bounce and Spin Zebra for his first birthday. It says the age range is 12-36 months. I don't usually follow age ranges much because I find them a little too restrictive in most cases. But, in this case, maybe it should have said 18-32 years.

It will not spin until there is weight on it, but even the slightest pressure from Memphis' tiny bottom sends the thing into a spin and my baby boy gets bucked off every time. At first he would lay there and cry. Total devastation. But, now it makes him mad.

He gets up and stomps back to the zebra, climbs back on and growls (those of you who have spent even a few minutes in Memphis' presence know exactly what that growl sounds like). Two minutes later he is back on the floor.

In a way, I am proud of him for getting back on. And in a way, I worry very much for his future. I am seriously considering having a helmet fitted for him. I'm not sure how many more hard knocks his little head can take.

While I'm at it, he probably needs some body armor and a face guard too.