Hi. It’s me.
I am still doing these posts, but this has been a raw couple of weeks so far.
I leave you with some Little Bun highlights and notes from the week. This may be the format from time to time until I can get back on my feet, so to speak.
Remember, I have full-time job, full-time Little Bun and household, and deleted thousands of blog posts I had scheduled up until almost the end of the year. So yeah. Not great.
I am now decided to do this schedule:
- Monday: Regular post
- Thursday: Week of Money
- Friday: Ad hoc Ask Sherry posts.
- Saturday: Link Love
I simply don’t have the bandwidth to write new posts in place of the 100+ future posts I wrote that I scrapped. If I didn’t have a full-time job, why not?
But that comes first over this hobby.
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He has been asking a lot for “Mommy Time”, which means time alone with him and me, doing things together.
Little Bun: Mommy? Can we have some Mommy Time? I want 50 minutes upcycling and 30 minutes reading after I do all this cutlery.
Little Bun: Can I have some Mommy Time now? I have been SO PATIENT waiting ALL morning doing my workbook and now I want some MOMMY TIME.
Little Bun: I want Mommy Time after my nap. LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS OF MOMMY TIME.
I’d like Mommy Time, myself….
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I got a hair splinter. I didn’t even know this was possible. Apparently it happens all the time to hairdressers for instance, but man it hurt. I basically dug a hole in my foot to get past the layers of skin to pick out this tiny little hair that looks suspiciously like a little boy’s hair. Just saying.
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As we were re-arranging the plants to let them get optimal light during the day….
Little Bun: Mommy, I am so glad you deranged the plant boxes!
Me: Deranged!? *alarmed*
Little Bun: YEAH! It all looks so organized now.
Me: You mean ARRANGED. *laughing*
Little Bun: Oh. Yeah. Arranged. What’s deranged?
Me: It means crazy.
Little Bun: OH! *LAUGHING*
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From watching “Arthur” where Arthur has DW, a little sister on the show:
Little Bun: Mommy, I don’t think I want a little brother or sister. I mean, they’re so much work. You have to watch them, take care of them, talk to them, soothe them. I like being an only child.
Me: Good because you have no say in it anyway. LOL
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He understands “options” now!!! LOL
Me: Do you want to read “Diary of a Wimpy Kid” series? Mommy wants to take a nap. *takes his hand and leads him out of the bedroom*
Little Bun: Are there any other options?
Me: No. You can play quietly in the living room if you want, but I need quiet, as I am napping.
Little Bun: Oh. Okay. I will read Nate the Great then.
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Little Bun: I am less energetic now than when I was younger.
Me: Say what!?
Little Bun: Yeah, when I was a toddler I had so much energy!!!
Me: True….
It was because he heard me say that I used to have more energy when I was younger, and now he thinks it applies to him as well but he has NO IDEA WHAT IS COMING.
