Today I was grateful for Falco’s poorly-pronounced baby talk. We were alone waiting in a very small lobby while our car was getting an oil change, and another customer came in. He was an Asian surfer bum type, with bleached, long, shaggy hair. Falco stood staring at him with great interest for a while and then started asking me (loudly), “Is this a lady? Is this a lady?” Luckily, it sounded more like, “Is iss a waywee? Is iss a waywee?” so I don’t think the dude knew what he was saying. When I wouldn’t really answer him, he then started asking “Is iss a man? Is iss a man?” I tried to change the subject, Falco went back to staring, and I’m pretty sure the guy was oblivious to the whole thing.

Mental note: I am going to serve Shirley Temples to the kids at Falco’s third birthday party. I’m not sure what theme that would fall under exactly. Something about umbrellas? Or Communism? I have eight months to come up with something.

Someone (thanks, Mom) pointed out to me today that I have not updated my blog in a while. I KNOW. Despite my new year’s resolution to write a post at least weekly, I get busy and tired and just don’t take the time to write. At some point, I am going to have to admit that I am a working mom, not just a stay-at-home mom, because my part-time job takes up all my free time during the day (my messy house is proof). I used to spend Falco’s nap time doing things like cleaning and blogging, but now I spend every scrap of time I have trying to cram several hours’ worth of work into two or three hours. I’m not complaining: I’m making money, don’t have to find childcare, and learning a ton of new stuff. I’m just giving my excuse for letting “Andi’s Exciting Life” fall through the cracks.

ANYWAY, since I last wrote, we have had Valentine’s Day, my birthday, and our twelfth anniversary. Falco talks like crazy, goes in and out of hitting phases, and is ridiculously cute and funny and tiring. The pets are driving me nuts, and I’m on pins and needles waiting to get acceptance/rejection letters from the two preschools we’ve applied for this fall. Matt is good. I’m good. Life is good.

Pictures will follow to document all of the above.