Sibling love is alive and well in our house…though I think it is a little bit one-sided!
Before viewing, I should note two things: (1) Please ignore the sing-song voice I’m using to talk to the kids!, and (2) Please also ignore the gross observation made by my husband in the background. I hope you’ll be so distracted by the cuteness of our kids that you won’t hear it!
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Here’s some odds and ends that have been running through my mind which don’t really deserve a blog post of their very own, which I’m pouring out here in a “brain dump.”
Before Grayson was born, I foolishly fell into the trap of thinking,
“What will I do with all my free time while he’s sleeping?”
Okay, take a minute to get a good laugh at that statement. Why on Earth I thought this, I have no clue – it’s not like this is my first child or anything, so I know that free time for the mom of a newborn is severely limited. However, this boy eats A LOT (he has gained 4 POUNDS in the 7 weeks he has been alive!), and I have quite a bit of time to flip through the channels while I’m nursing him and catch up on programs we DVR at night (when we have absolutely no time to sit down and watch TV).

Last night’s “Modern Family” was freaking hysterical! Everything from Cam taking over direction of the junior high musical to the interesting wrap that Phil has done to Claire’s van – priceless.

There is a LOT of HGTV on in our house – it is the default channel in our household! One show I love is Selling New York. The homes are incredible, the realtors are interesting, and I never cease to be amazed at the price per square footage in NYC!

Ohhh….please tell me you have been watching “The Killing” on AMC. One word, FANTASTIC. I’m slow to catch on the AMC bandwagon, never having watched Mad Men or Breaking Bad, but I’m so glad I picked this one up. Well-written, thrilling, just loving it.

Wow – the folks on “Extreme Couponing” on TLC are, well……EXTREME. These folks are teetering on the brink of needing to go on “Hoarders”, with stockpiles of thousands of grocery items stored in their homes. It’s the thrill of the chase for these people – there was the guy who bought 1000 (yes, one thousand) boxes of cereal for $100. Or the couple who bought 50+ bottles of mustard on sale, when the husband doesn’t even EAT mustard. I’m not sure of whether I should be in awe of these people who can save a staggering amount (seriously, paying $10 for $400 worth of product), or completely disturbed by their obsessiveness….either way, I’m intrigued.
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Finally, a co-worker sent me an email that I needed to share. America’s favorite funny lady, Tina Fey, has the wittiest observations on pregnancy and parenthood, definitely keeping it real. She is expecting a second child and looks absolutely fabulous.

The following ran on NPR and is Tina’s “Mother’s Prayer” for her daughter – enjoy!
“First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither the Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender haunches.
May she be beautiful but not damaged, for it’s the damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the beauty.
When the crystal meth is offered, may she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half, and stick with beer.
Lead her away from acting, but not all the way to finance – something where she can make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes and not have to wear high heels. What would that be, Lord? Architecture, midwifery, golf course design? I’m asking you because if I knew, I’d be doing it, dammit.
May she play the drums to the fiery rhythm of her own heart with the sinewy strength of her own arms, so she need not lie with drummers.
Oh Lord, break the Internet forever, that she may be spared the misspelled invective of her peers and the online marketing campaign for “Rape Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed.”
And when she one day turns on me and calls me a bitch in front of Hollister, give me strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, for I will not have that nonsense.
I will not have it.