Charles and I sing this song all the time:

'Nodin, Nodin, likes to be the guy
Nodin, Nodin, stares out the window
Nodin, Nodin, is so tired
Nodin, Nodin pees on his mum,
Nodin, Nodin eats lots of food

etc. etc.

Basically it's his name plus whatever he's doing at the moment. And whatever tune we feel like.

ah, parenting.

Nodin has gained two pounds since he was born; I have lost twenty five! I'm halfway back to normal! Regular clothes shopping, here I come ( Read more... )

I keep starting to update this thing, but then other things happen...I have to eat, or sleep, or breastfeed ( Read more... )

I am having a baby. Probably today. Contractions suck. As in, I hurt.

Today I was assured by my midwife that the birth day is rather imminent (go hormones!!) and along with my worry that the house still isn't clean enough comes my anxiety over the fact that if we have a girl, I don't know what I'm going to name her ( Read more... )

My fear of moose is seriously up there with other peoples' fear of heights, snakes, small spaces and what have you.  They're big and scary.  EEK!

Moose chases B.C. boy
CBC News

An 11-year-old boy was unhurt after being charged by a moose Wednesday while en route to school on the outskirts of the ( Read more... )

Four weeks left, and I'll be a mommy ( Read more... )

So yesterday afternoon I was walking to the bedroom and I stepped in a puddle. Wierd. It didn't smell like anything, and was only in one spot, so I figured maybe Charles spilled some water or something, and it would dry up and go away. Two hours later, the puddle had grown to almost fill our hallway, and it was spreading out towards the living room ( Read more... )

Apparently this is an old Wendy's training video. Too bad it's not the 80s anymore.