*I dropped an egg noodle on my daughter’s head today. On accident. But then I laughed hilariously about it and couldn’t stop giggling. Then I felt guilty. It was an egg noodle! On her head! Gah!
*I was laying in bed last night and leaned over to my husband to ask him if babies could smell bad smells. He looked at me like I was crazy. I only asked because she had terrible gas and it stunk and I wondered if she could tell that she smelled rank.
*I finally caved and got Google Reader to read my blogs with. Then I started adding blogs like crazy because holy cows, it’s so much easier and so much less time-consuming when updates are automatically sent to me and I don’t have to check every site individually for new posts. Except that now, with my bajillion blogs that I’m subscribed to, I get really peeved when there’s no new stuff for me to read. Blog, people! Blog!
*I was giving the baby a bath and Derek went to take a picture of how cute she looked all scrunched up and wet. Then he dropped the camera in the sink. With the baby and the water. It works except for a giant water spot on the lens so we have to take it in somewhere and see if they can fix it. Ugh.
*I had a dream where Macaroon was discussed as a potential baby name. I made a face and said, “Like the cookie?” Then I got laughed at and everybody told me that macaroon = pogo stick. Not cookie. I actually felt the need to look up macaroon in the dictionary when I woke up.
*I haven’t figured out how to grocery shop with the baby yet. She’s too little to sit in the cart and her car seat doesn’t sit on the cart right and if it’s in the cart then I have no room for groceries. So, uhm, I just don’t grocery shop and make my husband do it.