Ramblings of a crazy English Professor

My students are right...sometimes I am just a little crazy!

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Searching for Sid

Peanut’s first birthday party is Sunday, and I have failed miserably to buy her the one thing I know she would adore…a Sid the Science Kid doll.  

Peanut watches Sid’s show every morning at my Mom’s house, and on occasion, we watch an episode at home.  She loves the singing, and I have to admit, it’s a pretty catchy show.

The problem ….not one single fucking store in the area sells Sid toys.  The best option I’ve found for a new Sid starts at 69.00.


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Peanut’s first steps!

A cute little smile…a wobbly stance…and after her first five steps, my amazing daughter was in my arms as I screamed YOU DID IT BABY GIRL!!! A few minutes later, she took three steps into her Daddy’s arms! Look out world, here she comes!!!

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The Lousy Professor

Peanut’s all night tirades are leaving me physically and mentally drained.  I just spent the last 20 minutes of my office hour rereading the same paragraph over, and over, and over again.

Today, I shall play the role of “The Lousy Professor.”

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Up all night…sleep all day….yea right

Peanut has decided that rather than sleep all night, she’d prefer taking 3-4 hour naps and wake up for at least an hour of playtime, and if I don’t play with her, an hour of screaming bloody murder.

How is it possible that an 18-lb child who has just had major surgery on her palate can scream loud enough to make the dog next door howl in pain?

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First Halloween (yea, it’s late…get over it)

I’ve been crafty all my life, but I’ve never been one to sew.  This Halloween, I knew Peanut would have to dress as a frog because Daddy calls her his “Froggy.”  After hunting up and down numerous stores and websites, I decided that I would make her costume.  This is probably a good thing because all my costumes as a kid were made—my aunts would never have allowed their nieces and nephews to run around in store-bought costumes.  So, here is my valiant first attempt at costuming.

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Life and such

I was amazed when I jumped on tumblr today, and saw how long it has been since my last post.  So many insane things have happened the last few months, and I can barely find the time to read, much less the time to write.

Peanut is almost a year old, and I wonder where the year has gone.  I look at the smart, sassy, funny, beautiful girl that is toddling her way through my heart, and already I wonder how she could’ve changed so much in such a short time.  

She had surgery to repair the cleft in her soft palate—a “beautiful repair” as the surgeon stated.  As she grows we will learn if she will need more surgeries.

What amazed me is that the next day, she was up and playing in the playroom of the children’s hospital, happy as a lark. 

Here’s my darling, pudding-faced Peanut

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Apple picking

There’s something cathartic about apple picking in my own backyard.  Hubby watched Peanut, so it was just me, my ladder and my apple picker.  This year’s crop was full of big, juicy apples that will soon be homemade applesauce, apple butter and apple pie filling.

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A Shit-tastic Day

Why does Peanut always have the worst shit diapers at the worst possible times?

11:30 a.m. (approximate)…family diner in town:  Peanut grunts loudly, pushes out a fart with enough thrust to lift a small plane, screams because it hurt her butt when it vibrated off the wooden high chair, grunts again and shits enough to fill her diaper, onesie and pants.  The smell has half the diner gagging.

6:30 p.m. (approximate)…my kitchen.  Peanut is playing in her high chair having been pleasently stuffed with mixed veggies and turkey.  I’m cooking dinner for a good friend and myself.  A grunt, a push, and then vomit inducing stench.  I turn to see if it’s Peanut or the dogs only to see shit running out the leg of the high chair onto the kitchen floor.  I am nearly puking cleaning up this one, and my friend and I both agree that dinner doesn’t sound so great.

What a Shit-tastic Day this has been.  Can’t wait til tomorrow!