for the last two nights, z has wanted no part of bedtime. thankfully, i’ve grown rather…used to this, so i am not driven mental or past the brink whatsoever. it seems rather run-of-the-mill, yet it’s unorthodox cuz normally, it’s not this hard to get her to go to sleep.
i think it might have something to do with her ever-expanding vocab, she’s potentially always a buzz with new stuff! today, she learned to say dude. last night was santa (anda), who says ho ho ho (hah hah hah). also today was letting her run around half naked in the apartment since she is hard core into the potty. what kid wants to potty train, i ask you?
with all of this new stuff, her appetite had dropped drastically the past couple of days. her demeanor, not, so i have no reason to think anything is up with her besides she’s just not that into it. luckily, she gained back all of the weight she lost in the past four months and even an extra pound and a half. Finally, z has surpassed the minimum percentiles on the infant growth charts (besides her glorious, big-brained, head):
Length = between percentile 10 and 25
Weight = between percentile 25 and 50
Head Circumference = above percentile 95
i must be doing something right – or at least, her head is finally being caught up to!
Quote of the day:
“adam having viewed the comment and email from kyla is in FULL AGREEMENT that it was her who left the comment on my blog burid on february 17th…..we figure she was hanging out with her stupid girlfriends drinking whatever(the ones she mentions in email to YOU)…started bitching about you and how you bitch about her on your blog which would of qiuckly led to them pulling it up….she is from kitimat im from terrace OF COURSE mine comes next they have a nice hay day laughing at my tattoo what not and i get the angry comment cause she can’t take it out on you any more than she already does and obviosuly dis-likes me because im from terrace, was totally stand upish in my interview and am friends with you. i can’t wait till the fucking CUNT reads that my tattoo is partilly dedicated to my friend who killed himself that’ll teach the bitch to do stupid shit like that i hope she cries her fucking eyes out remembering her dad when she reads it BITCH.
“and of course the calling me fat makes sense now because compared to you and i SHE IS FAT.” ~ March 21, 2006
