Communiqués from Cowtown

Goodbye Hedonism, Hello Diaper Genie….

The War on Nature, First Blood, and Other News August 9, 2007

Filed under: Family,The Bee,Uncategorized — nickihem @ 3:39 am

The war on nature, the battlefield of which is located on the giant windows overlooking the water in the back of our house has now been won. We are, I’m happy to say, the victors. After over 12 cans of expensive toxic foam that promises to kill hornets, bees, and scorpions. Yes, scorpions, the glass is now free (with the exception of one horrifying large spider who will serve as the grim messenger of imminent death to potential spider-scouts in the future) of those awful arachnids. It has been a tiresome battle. But thank god, it’s over. We think. They are incredibly persistent little bastards. And huge. This does not even come close to doing it justice… 


It is now safe to exit onto the back deck, which we excitedly did, only to find that there was a stream of tiny determined ants following a direct line from the wood underneath over near our door. It’s like they’ve come to avenge the spiders. That’s okay. We have more cans of Zyclon-B or whatever the hell the stuff in the can is. For once in my lifetime I am looking forward to the end of summer and the onslaught of cold Midwestern winter. Although who knows, that might bring all the things from the outside right on in through some secret tunnel or something. We’ll just have to cross that bridge when we come to it. 

A couple days ago The Bee got her first real injury. It was the first time I’ve ever seen her hurt with a noticeable boo-boo. Since she’s crawling like a pro now, she kind of seems to get cocky about moving forward and decided she wanted something and went after it with gusto. However, she forgot that her hands were required for crawling and just kind of dove into the hardwood floor. Ry was on the phone with my mom near her and I was over by the couch and I just remember hearing her hit the floor, Ry yelling “get her!” and then a horrendous wail.  God. The pit of my belly is all twisted just remembering it.  Her little lip split somewhat. Not all the way, but bad enough to leave a cut along the center and bad enough to illicit enough blood to make me want to faint. She didn’t cry much after the initial wail…we gave her an ice cube in a paper towel and she was perfectly content again, just sucking on it while Ry and I kept looking at one another with total fear. She’s fine now, poor Bee. This is the day after it happened… 


She’s at that frightening point where she’s really getting around and we’re just going to have to be vigilant all the time. It tears my very heart to think that this is par for the course when it comes to babies and that it won’t be the last time something like this happens. I want to wrap her in bubble wrap, little thing. I can’t be that mom though…. Otherwise, she’s so happy here. We go outside, play in the sunroom near the windows, watch for hummingbirds at our feeder, go for walks, play in her carpeted bedroom where things are nice and soft, and just have a ball. She’s such a happy baby. One of the people that lives on our lane at the end saw her for the first time today and took a breath and said “she stunning!” … (I couldn’t help but think of that Seinfeld episode “she’s breathtaking”). She really is stunning. I loves ya Bee… 

Chillin’ in the Pack n’ Play



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