2009 November | Heir to Blair

Finally captured.

28 Nov posted by heirtoblair

img 26541 1024x768 Finally captured.

i’ve got everything i want right here, right now

the sun keeps shining like it won’t ever go down

it’s pure bliss

my world is brighter

true happiness when we’re together

it doesn’t get better, it doesn’t get better than this

all the ups & downs & all the in-between

it’s not perfect but it’s everything i dreamed of

it’s pure bliss

my world is brighter

true happiness when we’re together

it doesn’t get better, it doesn’t get better than this…

~joy williams

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Over the river & through the woods.

28 Nov posted by heirtoblair

img 26221 Over the river & through the woods. Thanksgiving! A day of family, turkey, mashed potatoes, & more importantly, pecan pie.

Poor Harrison, he never partook in the feast as a fetus, & now he has to wait at least another year before sampling the goods. Life’s a bitch, no?

But I am so thankful for this little blonde kid, even when he’s not being this cute.

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Target Team Members, would you rather save your sanity or $0.15?

25 Nov posted by heirtoblair

Dear folks at local Target,

umm…sorry about the obnoxious screaming baby. Really.

Believe me, if it were not absolutely necessary, I would not have braved the universe with the kid today. I knew he would make sure the deaf person in the candy isle knew his presence. But, being the day before great amounts of turkey are consumed, I had no choice. You simply cannot make mashed potato casserole without cream cheese.

I’m even sorrier that I got in the line with the new cashier who couldn’t decide whether to take $0.15 off my order for the reusable bag I brought but didn’t use, thus waylaying our departure an extra 5 minutes.

Harrison would send his apologies, but he’s very busy screaming his frustrations at the lambs on his swing right now.

smoochies & peace offerings of Oreo truffles,

Blair

p.s. shout out to the mom in the lane beside me who told me that anyone who looked at me sideways deserved to be shot! i’m pretty sure we were bff in a former life!

p.p.s. thumbs down to the five people who asked if harrison was either a) hungry or b) took a pacifier. i do not comprehend the question of his appetite. like i’m going to say, “oh, i totally forgot to feed my kid! thanks for reminding me!” idiots. i fed him 4 oz a mere 30 minutes prior to the target melt-down.

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Someone call Father Merrin, stat.

25 Nov posted by heirtoblair

It’s Blair versus the Six Week Growth Spurt. & I imagine this is what an exorcism feels like.

Quite punctual, that growth spurt. Unfortunately, it is the only thing polite in it’s characteristics. Gone is my sleeping through the night child, who eats well & smiles. Instead, I woke up this morning (after very little sleep last night) to a grumpy, screaming child. Diaper, bottle, fail to nap, then attempt to swing/bounce/rock/play. Rinse, repeat. For five hours. Sleeping? Be damned. Eat more than 2 oz per bottle? Forget about it. Screaming? It only bows to the hum of the vacuum.

We’re heading into hour number seven, if you’re only counting daylight hours. I am frazzled, dirty, exhausted, & two seconds from laughing from pure insanity.

But my floors are incredibly spotless. I invite you to come over & eat your turkey & dressing off them. & while your over here, maybe you can hold the inconsolable child while I go wash the formula-vomit out of my hair.

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Filed Under: Milestones