Becoming eFriendly

This week I’ve given up on a small dream. The people who know me best know that if there was electricity and indoor plumbing back in the days of Jane Austin novels, that is the time I would want to live—you know if I could guarantee that I was above a certain class level. One of the many things I love about that era is that your home was an estate with its own name, but most of all they had libraries built over generations. I have always wanted that Beauty and the Beast library with ladders and spiral staircases. For the last few weeks I have been pondering this dream and have come to the conclusion that a mega library is just not very realistic anymore. Even if I had the space, my 50+ books would fill like two or three shelves. So, I have let this dream go and got an eReader.

Actually, I had only decided to get one and was going to exercise restraint and wait for my birthday. But, Brian surprised me with a Nook for Valentine’s Day. I love him and I am loving my Nook. Here are a few benefits of owning an eReader:

1. 1,500 Books all in one, with the option of adding a memory card for more
2. I’m not killing as many trees for my enjoyment
3. Brian doesn’t have to haul my Rubbermaids of books when we move
4. Books are cheaper online
5. The screen on this thing is amazing—just like reading a book
6. Isn’t it cute?
I LOVE MY VALENTINE. He is always surprising me with the nicest things. We started falling in love on Valentine’s Day 9 years ago, and I am more in love with him now than ever. LOVE YOU HONEY.

Slow Down Boy

For two months we’ve been saying ‘He’s going to crawl any day now’. Well, finally it’s happened. But, that’s not all. In the same week, his top two teeth broke through, he started feeding himself treats with the pincher grasp, and pulling himself to standing in his crib! We’ve been on a tornado of childproofing because he is now into everything! Cabinet and drawer locks, gates for the stairs, a cat door to the basement so we can close the basement door, gummi crib covers so he doesn’t chew up the crib, hiding any cords—he is already obsessed with them, taking off door stops—loves those too, and the list goes on.

The crawling, teeth, and feeding himself I am plum happy about. The pulling himself up to standing on anything and everything he can is so frustrating and I am not ready for it. His forehead is covered in bruises from smacking his head on the way down when he loses his balance and he won’t just go down for a nap anymore. The second I put him in the crib, he pulls himself up and cries for mommy to come back—it’s heartbreaking! All I want to say right now is SLOW DOWN BOY. Here are some pictures: