yeah, i am probably going to stick with blogging. i’ve been doing it for fifteen years. i doubt i would actually ever just give it up cold turkey.
ramona has another cold. it’s her second one in just a couple of weeks. i caught the first one, but thankfully i got sick over the weekend, so jared was around to do all the child care & make chicken soup & let me sleep. thus far we’ve been lucky & ramona is the only one who has gotten sick a second time. but i’m still suffering because we’ve been cooped up in the house for days. as i write this, she is sitting on my desk next to the computer & crying because she threw a magnet on the floor & then was disappointed that it was on the floor. she wanted it back so she could pretend it was a phone. i don’t even really know how she learned about phones, since jared & i almost never use ours in front of her (or in any other circumstance).
i’ve done a little informal polling & determined that ramona is more into books than the average toddler. all this kid ever wants to do is read books. it’s 10am & i’ve already read her six different books, each at least three times. i was telling some other moms at toddler gym about it, & one of them was like, “oh, i know! by the time my middle one was two i had three of his board books memorized.” i was like, “…only three?” i probably have at least thirty memorized, maybe more. i can recite them by heart, even without the pictures to use as a prompt.
not that there’s anything wrong with enjoying books! i like books too. i mean, ramona comes by it honestly. but, believe it or not, i don’t always love being forced to choose between reading “the pigeon wants a puppy” seven times in a row or a screaming tantrum. so in that respect, i might be more bummed about her cold than she is. i would love to take her to the playground or toddler gym or something & get a break from the books. but we don’t want to be patient zero (even though other parents don’t seem to be as concerned, which is how she got sick in the first place).
we did take a family trip to IKEA over the weekend, right before she got sick. the IKEA in kansas city just opened a few weeks ago. when we moved to lawrence, i had naively assumed that every major metropolitan area already had an IKEA. after all, there’s one right outside boston & there were plans to build another just a few blocks away from our last apartment there (which didn’t come to fruition, though a street was renamed “IKEA way”). we were pretty bummed when we realized that we’d have to forego curiously low-priced home goods & swedish meatballs during our time in kansas. but no more!
we really just went for our own amusement. we don’t really have the money to spend even on cheapo IKEA furniture. but i still love a good aspirational consumer experience. we especially liked the model 500 square-foot house, completely furnished in IKEA. somehow they fit one more bedroom into that thing than we have. we did buy some new drinking glasses, a couple of area rugs (those would have been nice to have when ramona was learning how to walk), & a little chair for ramona.
we spent the drive home fantasizing about how we’d outfit the house if we had the money. i really liked the secretary desk. i like the idea of being able to shut my desk so ramona can’t get into it. there was an adjustable table that would be great as a sewing table. lower it while i’m sewing, raise it while i’m tracing patterns & cutting. cutting isn’t really that bad. i just hate it because it’s murder on my back with all our tables as low as they are. we both liked the idea of a bed frame with drawers in which to store our ever-growing collection of spare bedding (since i keep making quilts & jared keeps buying sheets), & we talked about getting a bigger dresser so we can finally share our dresser like a real adult couple (&, in jared’s words, so he would “have some motivation to put [my] clothes away sometimes”).
while i wrote this, ramona tore apart a bouquet of flowers & the cat started eating them, she knocked a painting askew, she pulled a lamp off the kitchen table, she demanded that “computer close”, & now she’s on a chair & starting to empty whatever bookshelves she can reach. & this is why it’s difficult to maintain a blog. the house honestly looks like it’s been set designed to portray a wrecked house in a movie. all that’s missing is a crayon drawing of a stick figure on the wall. i guess i should go do some parenting.