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poster day
No painting today. My paintings called to me all day long from the patio. I’m working on two right now and so far I haven’t screwed them up. They are super fun and constantly call out to me. “Paint me! Paint me!” they shout in happy little voices. Kind of like the Dove Dark chocolates in my pantry, except those say “Eat Me! Eat me!”
However, no matter how loud those paintings call me, Baby Bug calls louder. She also likes to climb up on things all day long, scaring me that she’s going to fall. I think she has turned into a monkey. If I don’t take her to the park to climb on things, she makes her own jungle gym out of our dining room chairs.
I didn’t paint but I did get one thing done during her new and improved super-long-once-a-day nap. A poster!
I am soooooooo not done hyping this. By the time August 25th gets here you are going to be so sick of dog art you will hope you never see a blue cartoon dog again. I think I’m going to make some little side banners too. So if anybody wants to hype the show for me, email me and I’ll give you the code so you can have some blue dog hyperness in your blog too.
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the weekend round-up
You guys were so right. It was just the transition stage that was hard. Now she’s taking one long nap at 1 o’clock and life is back to order. I’m so glad. I was really tearing my hair out there for a minute. I just needed to adjust my expectations. Now that I know I have to entertain her from 7-something in the morning until one in the afternoon, I am much better prepared. We have all kinds of fun things we do. Walks around the block, stickers, stories, lining up every single stuffed animal on the couch and counting them, coloring of course and on and on and on and on…
But then when she takes a nap, it is glorious ME time again! Sometimes TWO HOURS. I am so happy. I’ve been painting like a fool. Especially the fool part.
My confidence in my painting is getting better. I’m actually enjoying it. Almost more than blogging. Imagine that. Sometimes I get jealous of other blogs out there (because I’m shallow and competitive) and I worry that I don’t have much interesting content any more but then I think, that’s okay. I could just paint.
I can see myself becoming a full time painter someday. Can’t you just imagine me in paint splattered clothing and messy hair, rambling about nonsense while I order my coffee at the local coffee shop? I’ll be known as the local town freak and it won’t bother me a bit because I’ll always have my paints and my canvas and they speak to me in ways real people never would. I can grow old and crazy. That wouldn’t bother me a bit. Baby Bug might be embarrassed of me but that’s kind of a given anyway.
Enough about paintings. I uploaded a bunch of little shorts to vimeo. I love vimeo. It’s so much faster than Youtube and better quality too. Here is a funny one of Baby Bug using my phone. She’s quite the expert at talking on the phone. She copies me down to a T, even the way I walk away as soon as I get a call so I can have some privacy.
the phone from secretagentjo and Vimeo.
Here’s proof that Toby wears a purse.
Baby Purse, Daddy Purse from secretagentjo and Vimeo.
Here’s one where Baby Bug tries to sit on a teeny tiny vespa that is a magnet that I usually have on the fridge. She’s not supposed to play with these but as you can see we couldn’t resist letting her. We are such suckers.
Little Scooter from secretagentjo and Vimeo.
And lastly, here’s a collection of a bunch of clips showing Baby Bug being Baby Bug. She really is a lot of fun.
This little toddler we have from secretagentjo and Vimeo.
I hope I haven’t bored you to death with all the home movies.
