New Crib!

Last night was Ian's first night in his new digs. I was sure he would appreciate the incredible comfort that a real mattress offers and would silently drift off into the deepest, most satisfying (and longest) night sleep ever. Instead, Scott tells me he shook the railing for 20 minutes and pushed all his binkies out through the slats. And he woke up a good hour before he normally does this morning. Apparently extreme comfort takes some getting used to.

When I was finally ready to order the crib online, I was overjoyed to see that it was 15% off. Then I was depressed to realize the crib had sold out earlier that day. Thankfully, one crib was available in one store, and it happened to be only 10 minutes away. And they put it on hold for me. Whew!


Here are some shots of Scott setting up the crib. For whatever reason, I feel like these events must be documented.

Voting

Today we early voted. It was an interesting experience to use the electronic ballots. Even after a brief orientation on how to do it, I wasn't entirely confident that I could properly cast my ballot. But turns out it isn't so difficult.

It was interesting to have several candidates for local offices meet us in the parking lot and attempt to sway our vote. They were all pleasant, but it made me a little uncomfortable. Especially when the guy who took our photo asked us who we had voted for.

I was disappointed that the Texas primary and caucus were so late in the race. (yes, they do both. Texas must always be unique.) And therefore it was too late for my vote to do my candidate of choice any good. Still, it felt good to do our civic duty.

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No More

Just wanted you to know I will no longer be making Ian's baby food. No more frantically boiling and pureeing green beans while Ian is impatiently banging his hands on his high chair tray. No more slicing yellow squash while Ian releases screams from the pit of his growling stomach. No more scrubbing the blender by hand because I ran out of pureed veggies before we ran the dishwasher.

But I am a little sad about it. Something about doing it all was fun to me. Not the screaming, and certainly not washing those tricky little blender blades. I think it was the 'organic' feel of it all. The feeling that I knew exactly what was going into Ian's body, and knowing that it was pure and wholesome, from foods that I had handpicked (from our local grocery).

And originally I thought making baby food would be an economical way to make sure Ian was getting healthy foods. Turns out that most foods are more expensive when you buy them fresh or frozen and make your own food out of them. Even more expensive than if you were to buy those cute little tubs of Gerber pureed foods. And that's not even accounting for my very precious time put into it. But I kept it up simply because I thought it was fun to make his food. But it stopped being fun last week, so now I am putting the blender back on the shelf. No more homemade baby food. And you know what? Ian likes the Gerber stuff better anyway. And we might actually save some money now.