Thankful: Oh, so thankful

Today I am thankful I bought these pink little mittens on a whim several months ago.  For $3.00, I thought, "Hmmm, maybe I'll have a little girl someday who will want to wear these."
I was right!
Next winter a little lady will be wearing these (I think I just got a little choked up writing that).
ETA:  April 7, 2011
The mittens are just a tiny bit of how thankful I am.
Oh, so thankful.

Thankful

Yesterday I failed on the thankful front; though I was, indeed (i.e. mother-in-law who steams floors + father-in-law who grouts bathroom =  super thankful).
Today, I am thankful for lots of things.
1) Waking up to the sound of W laughing hysterically.
2) CJane's words of wisdom:
"Sacrifice is the whole job description of parenthood, isn't [it]?  But not the bitter kind so much, the noble kind.  The kind that enlarges your desire to do more."
and,
3)  I will be really thankful for 10:00 a.m.

Stay tuned, folks.

Thankful

Can't forget to mention how thankful I am for two things:
1) no more political ads
2) an extra hour of sleep.

Hallelujah! Bring on Monday.

Thanks: A good laugh and a suspicious mind

I'm thankful for the rescued Chilean miner who made his Elvis debut on Letterman.

And his wacky translator, too.

Thankful: Apprenticeship

Dave is one handy man, I gotta say.  He can fix just about anything.  From what I hear, he learned several tricks of the trade living next door to his grandpa.  He was Grandpa D's shadow, following him around and working on little projects.  I am forever thankful Grandpa D taught Dave so many handy skills.

Today, I am also thankful for a grandpa who is doing the same thing for Winston.  Letting him follow him around -- like a little apprentice -- teaching him  things, entrusting him with tools, and just being patient with a very curious little boy (all confined within the space of a small bathroom renovation).

Thanks, Papa.  I'm sure W's future wife will thank you someday, too.

Thankful

Today I am thankful for that little voice of reason in my head that convinced me not to put the Christmas stuff up just yet.  Though I really wanted to.  

Thankful: A little behind

It was 5:00 this morning when I was awoken by W audibly upset.  Oftentimes, the 5:00 wake-up call can be ignored for a few minutes and he goes right back to sleep.  However, given the situation of W's backside right now, ignoring was not an option.

I trudged upstairs.  In all honesty, I wish I didn't have to go up there.  But the scent alone confirmed that I needed to be there.  This all-too-familiar scent has become just that:  all too familiar.  W's had a stomach bug going on eight days now.  And I swear, if I have to change another diaper containing the liquid form of his bowels, I really might rip my hair out.  Not to mention his backside is so, uh, wounded from said bowels.

I am tired of this.  Having disposed of more diapers, wipes, creams, garbage bags containing toxic waste, and countless loads of laundry, I am done.  Done.  But really, who am I to say.  I'm sure he is too, poor kid.

I had the best of intentions of starting the Thankful series yesterday.  Being the first day of November, I find it a good little exercise for me to find something I am thankful for everyday.  However, W graced us with two LONG naps, the latter which I took full advantage of.  And when I had time last night, I ignored the opportunity and watched GG while Dave put down tile in the bathroom.

I feel like the poster child of ungratefulness:  naps, free time, and the hubs putting down new tile.  Sounds cushy to me.

So here I am, starting a day late with a list -- a list -- of things I am thankful for:

• Butt Paste, and the good friend who sent me some over the weekend
• A washing machine that never quits
• Bleach
• Leftover soup, a turkey sandwich and DC
• Target
• A doctor who calls back
• Plastic grocery sacks
• Lysol
• Halloween candy
• A husband who lets me turn up the TV over his sawing tile in the other room...and doesn't say a word about it

The proceeding days will likely only include a singular item, but here's my running start to the thankful season.  

It's nice to remember all the many, many things I have to be thankful for.  Isn't it?