Andi’s exciting life.

What up, people? I wonder if I even have any readers anymore. I realize that this has become largely a repository of photos because that’s the most blogging I can manage to squeeze in most of the time. Thanks to my fantastic, foxy, brilliant husband (yes, I have been drinking, which makes me compliment liberally), I can easily send photos from my phone to my blog, which lets me share adorable moments with the world instantly. I do mean to actually provide narrative here as well, but life gets in the way.

For instance, did you know that I have a part-time job now? It is pretty fresh news, and I haven’t spread the word. I started helping out Matt’s boss at his new company with some HR stuff, and he hired me as his part-time assistant as of last week. It is a perfect opportunity for me because I can work from home on my own time, and it is less rigid and more lucrative than medical transcription. I’m loving the work, my boss is great, and it’s nice to have something new and interesting and challenging to do.

Don’t get me wrong; raising Falco is always new and challenging too. That kid is so active and busy and funny (and demanding). He seems to do new things every day, and I think this is my favorite age so far. He’s so cute I can hardly stand it. I must admit though that I am constantly thinking that toddlers are like mental patients. His mood goes from elated to angry to whiny to fascinated in a span of 90 seconds. The good news about that is that if he is in a bad mood, it’s not likely to last long. I’d say 90% of his waking hours he is busy but delightful (meaning, he is fun but into everything and needing constant attention and supervision). The other 10% of the time he is whining or groaning about his displeasure with life. I mean, could I take any longer to get him grapes or make my laptop farther out of his reach? These are the types of frustrations he faces.

We’re still watching his pal, Julia, twice a week. That’s going pretty well, but he is still being too rough with her. He clearly really likes her and is very comfortable with her, but he’s a little too comfortable I guess. He doesn’t grab and pull and slap his other friends like he does with her. He treats her like I would imagine he would a sibling, while he shows a little more self control around his friends he doesn’t know as well. I like to think they both benefit from their time together despite Falco’s beatings. She is still always excited to see him, so I don’t think she’s traumatized thus far.

Not much more is going on except that this weekend is MOTHER’S DAY!!!!!111 I’m expecting the boy to fully grasp the importance of this holiday and to be extra sweet to me all day. I’ll report back.