I've actually got another post I want to write about a particular fandom I'm part of... sort of... but for now I'm going to stick to some Baby related humor.
Yesterday in an attempt to calm down Bean, who was pretty much alternating between big swings of "I love everyone" and "Wailing rage", I decided to try and give him a bath. At this point he was already hacked off to high levels because I made the unforgivable mistake of trying to get him to nap, so he looked at me like someone betrayed by his last friend as I got him ready for the bath, then immediately turned into 'Velcro Baby' when I picked him up. ((this state is when Baby latches on with a ferocious deathgrip of surprising power and will not let go.))
So I take Velcro with me to the bathroom figuring if I share a tub with him maybe he'll freak out a bit less. Security and all that. Everything goes fine as we sit down and he sits on my lap, still with his tiny little claws dug into my flesh.
Eventually he starts to relax, and I make my next mistake: Trying to place baby butt into water deeper than a centimeter. The scene that followed, with a bit of 'scream' translation was pretty much like this:
Me: "Ok lets get you cleaned up, see? The water's nice and warm...."
Bean: <OHMYGOD THERE ARE BABY EATING RAPTOR-CLOWNS IN THE WATER! SAVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!>
Me: JEEZUS! OK! OK! I've got you!! ((Return baby to lap))
Bean: ((CLINGS LIKE SUPERGLUE and is silent again.))
Eventually I did actually get him to relax before the water got cold, and he even let me lower him into the water so he could play a little, kicking his feet in slow motion and being fascinated by how moving water feels, but pretty much all of the actual bathing part was done by pouring water on him as he clung to me like a very wide eyed growth.
And that, folks, was the incident that shall be forever known as: RAPTOR BATH.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Popcorn on the Stove
No catchy title this morning, sorry. I just wanted to share the tidbit that making popcorn on the stove instead of the microwave is awesome. It's not as fast, but it's fun, even if I end up cleaning up escaped popcorn later because the pot overflows.
We don't have a microwave so I don't really have a choice about WHERE I make it, but the fun of watching the kids faces as kernels jump up and hit the glass lid is a LOT of fun. Way cooler than watching a paper bag spin and inflate. Plus we can customize our popcorn flavor however we want. Mmm.
Yeah I made popcorn this morning. Bean got to watch for the first time and absolutely wouldn't look away until it was done. It was so much fun. And tasty!
And before anyone else asks I didn't watch the Oscars. I got everything I need to know about them from Tony Van Helsing. Go read his blog about them. It's much more fun and wastes much less time.
We don't have a microwave so I don't really have a choice about WHERE I make it, but the fun of watching the kids faces as kernels jump up and hit the glass lid is a LOT of fun. Way cooler than watching a paper bag spin and inflate. Plus we can customize our popcorn flavor however we want. Mmm.
Yeah I made popcorn this morning. Bean got to watch for the first time and absolutely wouldn't look away until it was done. It was so much fun. And tasty!
And before anyone else asks I didn't watch the Oscars. I got everything I need to know about them from Tony Van Helsing. Go read his blog about them. It's much more fun and wastes much less time.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Public Consumption
I had to go to the dentist the other day to get a crown, finishing up the root canal that got underway last month. This took a while, so I sat with a magazine for a while. One discussion that stood out was a bunch of angry letters about the cook Paula Dean, with whom I am passingly familiar as someone who uses butter by the tub. Apparently she has Type two diabetes.
Apparently this is a point of moral outrage with a number of people, who feel that the fact her cooking show does not revolve around 'diabetic' recipes and the fact she didn't tell people that she had the condition at the start means that she was 'lying'.
Because apparently sharing high calorie recipes with people makes every detail of your life open for public consumption...and forses people to watch your show and make your butter rich dishes?
I don't understand this. No one is forcing people to watch. No one is forcing anyone to cook like she does, and it's no one else's business but hers how she handles her own condition.
Where do we get this idea that we have a say in how she handles herself? It's as obnoxious as people arguing over weather or not 'Suri's' clothes are cute and fashionable enough.
Apparently this is a point of moral outrage with a number of people, who feel that the fact her cooking show does not revolve around 'diabetic' recipes and the fact she didn't tell people that she had the condition at the start means that she was 'lying'.
Because apparently sharing high calorie recipes with people makes every detail of your life open for public consumption...and forses people to watch your show and make your butter rich dishes?
I don't understand this. No one is forcing people to watch. No one is forcing anyone to cook like she does, and it's no one else's business but hers how she handles her own condition.
Where do we get this idea that we have a say in how she handles herself? It's as obnoxious as people arguing over weather or not 'Suri's' clothes are cute and fashionable enough.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Hint a Little Harder
One of the roleplaying game's I'm in has an... interesting little problem player. She's friendly enough, for the most part, though she decided that she had every right to tell someone they weren't allowed to play because she didn't like them, in spite of not having any actual game authority. Yeah that went over well as you might imagine.
Mostly she's sort of like a Golden Retriever puppy. A Golden Retriever puppy that hasn't been remotely house trained... and she seems incredibly, insanely resiliant to getting a clue. She's been told repeatedly to stop dropping hints over what she thinks her characters should get (And continues to do so), IN another setting she's been told she needs to do what the clearly stated rules say and wait for actual players to show up for injury treatment instead of just making up random people so she can heal them with her amazing specialness...
She refuses to get a clue as well over the fact that demanding that certain events happen RIGHT NOW BECAUSE SHE'S SO EXCITED SHE JUST CAN'T WAIT will Continue to piss off the Game Masters, who have already expressed, very plainly and in small words, that they are really really pissed off when she does this. BUT SHE CAN'T HELP IT SHE'S SO EXCITED CAN WE DO IT NOW NOW NOW?
I'd say she's acting like a baby, but my Babies LEARN FASTER.
Speaking of which: Bean has entered a colic-y stage, or if you're interested in terminology I hadn't heard before "Purple Crying". Apparently this is a period where the baby is too old to be able to 'shut out' excessive stimulus, and not old enough to adapt to the confusion, leading to periods where any stimulation is pretty much TOO much, and thus causing them to cry and scream in frustration and distress. He's loosing sleep, we're loosing sanity, and all of us, including Bean, are holding out for the point when it's all over. It doesn't help that it means he's very difficult, or nigh on impossible to calm down, and he's a lot less perky about it than the Golden Retriever. Oh and he's probably teething, which is extremely early, but I don't have any better explanation for him chewing vigorously on his fingers even when he's not hungry. I imagine that's not helping his mood either, poor guy.
Mostly she's sort of like a Golden Retriever puppy. A Golden Retriever puppy that hasn't been remotely house trained... and she seems incredibly, insanely resiliant to getting a clue. She's been told repeatedly to stop dropping hints over what she thinks her characters should get (And continues to do so), IN another setting she's been told she needs to do what the clearly stated rules say and wait for actual players to show up for injury treatment instead of just making up random people so she can heal them with her amazing specialness...
She refuses to get a clue as well over the fact that demanding that certain events happen RIGHT NOW BECAUSE SHE'S SO EXCITED SHE JUST CAN'T WAIT will Continue to piss off the Game Masters, who have already expressed, very plainly and in small words, that they are really really pissed off when she does this. BUT SHE CAN'T HELP IT SHE'S SO EXCITED CAN WE DO IT NOW NOW NOW?
I'd say she's acting like a baby, but my Babies LEARN FASTER.
Speaking of which: Bean has entered a colic-y stage, or if you're interested in terminology I hadn't heard before "Purple Crying". Apparently this is a period where the baby is too old to be able to 'shut out' excessive stimulus, and not old enough to adapt to the confusion, leading to periods where any stimulation is pretty much TOO much, and thus causing them to cry and scream in frustration and distress. He's loosing sleep, we're loosing sanity, and all of us, including Bean, are holding out for the point when it's all over. It doesn't help that it means he's very difficult, or nigh on impossible to calm down, and he's a lot less perky about it than the Golden Retriever. Oh and he's probably teething, which is extremely early, but I don't have any better explanation for him chewing vigorously on his fingers even when he's not hungry. I imagine that's not helping his mood either, poor guy.
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