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[psocoptera]

Cannot keep up with this. We've had some really good nights of sleep and some really awful ones - this is where superstitions come from: we were out of the house in the late afternoon-evening on the good days! ok, we have to do that now! she ate bites of ham on the bad days! ok, no more frickin' ham! [1]

The pig says "unk". Possibly a new high-water mark for cuteness.

The other night I was having a very complicated dream in which, as a minor plot point, I tried to impress someone by singing a Doctor Who filk, "Time Lord spoke, he spoke today, yes he did, yes he did, talking 'bout a man from Gallifrey, yes he did, yes he did". Is this an actual filk from the filk books I haven't seen in ten years, or did I somehow come up with this? (Also, WTF? I'm not into Doctor Who...)

I never thought I would refuse to read my kid a book but sometimes on the fourth or fifth or tenth time the same one is presented to me, I insist on another book, or announce that it's time for dancing or whatever. Enh, I'm sure she'll end up literate eventually somehow despite it.

The *pig*! Says *unk*! Actually the last couple of times the pig has said more like "EEN!" but I will forever cherish "unk" in my memory.

Happiness is a warm drill. No, seriously, there is a very particular satisfaction that comes from building things (or in this case repairing them). Only partway done so to claim success would be premature but rickety thing is already sturdier: progress! (Thing is the trellis for our climbing rose.) Thing is also currently in more pieces than it was this morning but they're *better* pieces.

Bought scarily expensive backpack-frame child-carrier at REI this weekend. This is sort of an "aspirational purchase" as the Ergo is still more or less sufficient for my still-crappy fitness level, but I really hope to live up to it, and all aspects of plan "more hiking, less back pain" are appealing to me. May buy new stroller soon, now that we're not using the infant carseat any longer (our current stroller is just a frame for the carseat bucket), completing trifecta of major equipment upgrades (the first being, of course, the new carseat).

[1] Spin-off benefit: she's learned the word "ham", in that tonight we decided not to give her any ham, but Josh was still giving her bites of potato off his plate, and she could *see* the ham, and so was reaching frantically saying "ham ham ham". Someday we will finish the last of this goddamn ham and this should be less of an issue.

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to paraphrase Marie Antoinette...

[eastgategirl.livejournal.com]

Given that Juniper has mastered the most important pig-related words, I say, in almost the words of Marie Antoinette, "Let her eat ham!"

Re: to paraphrase Marie Antoinette...

[irilyth]

> Given that Juniper has mastered the most important pig-related words

I'd nominate "bacon" as more important than "ham". Mmmm, bacon...

[gannet.livejournal.com]

We have a household rule of reading a given book all the way through once in the morning and once in the afternoon, so that I DIDN'T GO MAD. There can be as many books as T wants; fortunately we own lots. (Vardibidian and family have a similar rule, but for different reasons.)

Given that the Swarthmore filk books are online, and that one isn't in there, I'd say you might have made it up.

And of course, I'm oh-so-familiar with the superstition problem. The worst of it is, sometimes it's coincidence, but sometimes it's really real. And when it comes to sleep, who wants to risk it? (In T's case, anytime he ate something with yeast, it gave him indigestion, until he was about two years old. And so many unexpected things have yeast in them. Fortunately, sourdough starter was fine.)

[irilyth]

> Someday we will finish the last of this goddamn ham and this should be less of an issue.

I am eating a sandwich made from the last of it even as I type. :^)

[prof-fran.livejournal.com]

We went with the rule that we do not read the same book twice in a row. The child could try the other parent or bring a different book, or in M.'s case, throw himself to the floor in utter despair of how little his parents loved him.

We put half the ham away in the freezer so as to avoid this problem...Unk!

[carnap.livejournal.com]

Just wait until Juniper wants the book the 30th time!

like father...

[eastgategirl.livejournal.com]

By then, if she's like her father, she should be able to "read" it to you.