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The Screaming Mimi’s
The sticks are so good to me. One, I can make as much mess as I want out here and it’s not like anybody is going to notice and two, I have babysitters galore.
I know you’re thinking of CC and my mom, who are really great babysitters. But you know who the BEST babysitter is of all? SuperChic. Yep. She and Bug play together all day long. Who knew!!! They are sort of close in age but I think it’s more than that. They are kindred spirits or something.
I don’t really want to put this down on the internet because I really really don’t believe in favoritism amongst nieces but sometimes SuperChic is not my favorite niece.
This is mostly because SuperChic is FIVE and she is LOUD and she likes to SCREAM. I seem to remember having the same feelings about Rapunzel when she was five. I’m just not that fond of screaming. So you can imagine my chagrin when Baby Bug’s most favorite person in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD, worth screaming over, is SuperChic! Baby Bug nearly wets her pants with excitement every time SuperChic makes an arrival on the scene.
Baby Bug LOVES SuperChic. It’s adorable, in a screaming sort of way. It’s all super fun and exciting until I have to yell at them because the screaming is too much for me.
OR I whisk my older niece away and go get my eyebrows waxed and my toenails painted in a nice non-screaming environment like the local strip mall nail salon. Yes, you read that right. I left Baby Bug in the capable hands of my sister-in-law and my screaming niece while I took Rapunzel out for a pedicure. It was so fun. It kind of reminded me of the Brenda and Rapunzel day, weeks before Baby Bug was born. Remember those days? The days before screaming….
It was so nice. But I did sort of miss the screaming after a while.
Footnote: It should be noted that Baby Bug probably screams more than Super Chic… just so you know I’m not painting the picture unfairly.
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All Work and No Play Makes SAJ a Dull Something or Other…
Working working working working working. That’s almost all that’s going on around here. Pretty boring. It’s great though. My mom is still here and I am getting so much done. Two big jobs in the can and the second batch of flash card orders are clicking away. I’ll mail them out on Monday for sure. Iron, iron, iron on the Baby Bug logos and work, work, work… that’s all I do.
We did take a breather for Baby Bug though. Because even though Grandma is super fun and Baby Bug would be happy to bounce off her all day long, we felt it might be a good idea to take her out of the house.
So we went to the mall! To hang out with all those crazy shopping people… ha ha. Actually, we went because I had two free tickets for the kid’s train ride for Baby Bug. Every Christmas the mall sets up this cute little clickety-clack train that goes around in a circle on the second floor. You have to be 40 pounds or less to ride it. I’ve taken photos of it year after year for my old job as an event photographer. But this year I actually have a kid who can ride on it! Imagine that!
I was so afraid for her. I thought sure that she would scream for me the minute the train left the pretend North Pole depot. I kept telling her over and over that she was going to be a “big girl and Mommy would be right on the other side of the railing waving at her”.
When it came to her turn, she let me buckle her in and she sat there so proudly next to the other kids who were all eight times her size. She wasn’t afraid a bit. It was me who was biting my nails and running around after the train, making sure I was in her eye’s view at all times. The train went around four times and not once did she even miss me. What is happening to my little girl! She’s getting so independent.
I should clarify that though. She’s very independent when it’s her choice. If I so much as walk in to the other room to get my slippers without her permission, she has a melt down. But if she wants to walk three blocks ahead of me, that’s fine and dandy. I guess that’s normal, right?
And now a photo from the shop:
