Jay is in New Mexico training for a new aircraft. He's supposed to be home in 2 days, but weather sucks there so his flight was cancelled for today and he doesn't think it looks good for tomorrow either. That means he won't be home for his Mar 22 end date. F'in New Mexico. I don't understand why they have to train there when they all fly (mostly) from Las Vegas. It would just seem fiscally responsible for the Air Force to move training to Las Vegas. But I'm not the expert nor do I call the shots so I'm alone with the 5 year old and 6 month old trying to juggle dirty diapers, preschool, work, housework, dinner, and showering myself. Not fun but we adapt.
We got the big (kinda) house with the pool in the backyard. The pool and the kitchen are my 2 favorite parts of the house, but I need to step away from the kitchen b/c the second half of this pregnancy weight isn't going to come off if I'm constantly cooking and testing in the kitchen. I did learn to make AWESOME pizza dough, though! (and marshmallows, and homemade yogurt, and I'm eyeing a gummy candy recipe...)
Mia can read!!! She's so big and she thinks she's so grown up. It's cute, awe-inspiring, and scary all at once. She's constantly saying stuff that makes me choke on spit...like when she asked our black waiter last week why he has so much melanin in his skin...or when she got mad at me and threatened to kill me with her baby scissors if I took her B (blankie) away. I tried not to laugh, I really did, but it didn't work. Oh well, I just hope she grows up somewhat well-adjusted and I'm resigned to the fact that I'll have to work until I'm 90 to pay for her therapy to fix all the ways I have wronged her.
At least I have Pippa now to try this whole mothering thing again. She really loves me. Mia was (is) a daddy's girl but Pippa is ALL MINE!!! She's a mama's girl and I LOVE it! It could be that I've just been one giant milk bag to her, but I'll take it!
BTW... this weekend, Jay thought it would be cute to call and tell Mia his phone number then task me with the chore of teaching Mia how to use my cell phone so she can call him whenever she needs him. HAHAHA, joke was on him because Mia is a FAST learner and not only called him (TWICE) but proceeded to talk her wonderful 5 year old nonsense to him for no less than an hour each call. Then she called my mother-in-law (because Jay gave Mia her phone number, too) and Mia called Mimi and talked to poor Mimi for over an hour! I heard Mia singing Mimi songs and telling her about her coloring and about sponge bob and every other little thing that popped into her 5 year old brain. When I told Mia she needed to hang up because she had been on the phone for so long, Mia took the phone to my room and LOCKED THE DOOR! Maybe I should give Mia the phone to call her dad now b/c it's 9pm and I put her to bed at 7:30 but she can't sleep (surprise surprise). I think this is one of those times when she needs her daddy! He he he.
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