Today I start Week 2! 

WORKOUT SCHEDULE  

I must be.  I mean, are you ever in right in the middle of something – and you are actually thinking about blogging about it, and then it happens? Seriously.

Such is the situation this evening.  All throughout the day I think about blogging. What o what could I say that doesn’t bore people to death?  No more random things about me – we’ve all done that.  Should I blog about my daughter – because that seems to be all I talk about sometimes.

Tatum likes to now go in the backyard – which I would like to consider off limits until we officially do something about the nastiness of this yard.  Years ago (almost 4 exactly), we had it sodded with beautiful new grass.  Now – after a month in Europe (with no watering of the grass) and a dog, the only grass we have is along the fence line.  Boy is that pretty grass! 

We dream of getting a great backyard that we can enjoy – entertain on – have furniture & kids playing outside.  But we aren’t there yet, right Dave Ramsey?

So, today, I let Tatum walk outside.  We don’t have rails to the porch or the steps – although its not a terrible drop off, its enough to make you make that Mommy Sound “OHHH” should something happen.  And every time that Tatum walks about the back door, I think, she’s going to fall.  What if she falls?  Should I hold her hand every second while outside?

**Side Note:  Another story happened while in the middle of typing this**

So, what happens – of course, I’m outside sitting in a chair, letting Tatum do her thing & learn to climb those stairs, blah blah – and she falls off the top step – at the same moment I’m thinking – she’s probably going to fall & I need to blog about this.  Yes.  Thankfully she fell on the right side where the ‘holes’ that Brodie dug aren’t quite as deep.  And what do I do? The Mommy “OOHHH.”

I bring her inside, just to make sure she’s not bleeding & no bones sticking out of her elbow.  We hugged, and then she gets mad at me and keeps crying because I won’t let her go back outside. J

While writing this, Tatum was in the bathtub playing.  If any of you faithful readers remember, about this time last year, Tatum climbed out of the bathtub and fell (while I was typing on the computer–oops).  She didn’t climb out & fall tonight– however, while typing, I hear her yell, ‘MOMMY-POOP.’  Now, sometimes she thinks pee pee is poop – so I think, ok, so you peed in the bathwater – what’s new for a kid!?  She yells POOP again, so I walk in there, and yes, she has pooped in the bathtub.  Not only has she pooped but she kind of has wiped it on her belly & also picked some up & took OUT of the bathtub into a side basket where I keep all her bath toys.  Double Gross.

Somehow I scared her (could it be my No No No No No…..)and she started crying – poor thing.  Because this tub was clearly dirty -  I had to wrap her in another towel and put her in our shower to clean her off.  While waiting to get in the shower she pees on my floor mats! 

I have this shower cap that I wear on days that I need to take a shower but don’t want to wash my hair – and Tatum LOVES to wear this ‘hat.’  To make her happy, she got to put on the ‘hat’ after our shower.  And for the next 30 minutes, we cuddled with her new extra large Valentine Frog from Nonna B, pacy (pacifier), and blanket.

I crack up how my life has changed & how I enjoy it so much.  Chris – why do you work so late!!! You miss all the FUN TIMES!

And PS – what the heck am I going to do when this kid starts throwing up!?