Poo Poo on Hatred

This week we were a little taken aback by the discovery of a relative's blog, in which there was a post condemning our relationship and the birth of our child - as well as her name! We generally laugh off such ignorance, but it's hard when it's in your family. Honestly, it's really hurt. I (Dale) found myself thinking of spiteful things to say or do in return, but it all just makes my blood boil even more. I know this person will never come around, and our daughter will most likely never even meet them, so why even bother - does it really matter what this person thinks?

The answer, of course, is no, but that's not really true. This election year is so critical - so much is at stake with the the economy, the war and the environment. We do not need someone in the oval office who will continue to alienate and bully other countries, who thinks that global warming is just "God hugging us closer", and who will continue to favor the rich over the poor. And we do not, not, not need someone in office who will set social progress on it's keester. John McCain and Sarah Palin are the exact opposite of what this country needs. McCain's been behind GW every step of the way, and Sarah Palin, aside from being less experienced and more tempermental than a third-grader, is so vehemently anti-gay and anti-woman it's ridiculous. So despite what this person feels about the economy, the war, or the environment, the anti-gay is what is going to drive them to the polls. And that makes me even sadder - particularly for those folks in a state where an anti-gay initiative is on the ballot in November. Hatred has no place in politics, if you ask me.

This person was kind enough to remove the blog post when asked to do so - for that we're grateful. For those that disapprove of our relationship - honestly, we don't care and we wouldn't change a thing about our fabulous family. If folks feel the need to make nasty remarks about our child, though - watch out. We will come back with all of the fury of a mother - TWO mothers, in fact.

This weekend we had a surprise visit from some of Hannah's friends from grad school.  They have their own baby - Avery, who is 15 months old and 30 lbs.!  He's adorable - he and Parker played with blocks and fought over her new xylophone all weekend long.  He's a new walker, which inspired Parker to try to get up on her feet a little more.  

For those of you who don't know, she's firmly planted in the crawling category now - she can also pull her self up to a stand when holding on to something, which means she's all over the place.  She's also eating her share of dirt, grass and dog fur - all rather nutritious, we think!

We also took her to the petting zoo across the street this morning, and we think she had her first mini temper tantrum.  She and Avery both slept the first round through, but when she woke up, she was quite enamored with the sheep and goats, and clinged for dear life to the chain link fence surrounding the goats.  She refused to let go, and had a small fit when we made her.  

Baby Janis

We hate to brag ...

Random Thoughts

So Parker has been teething quite a bit and getting a little miserable at times. We try to put her to bed a little later, but she's still waking up crying in the middle of the night. During the day, she's so strung out tired she doesn't know what to do with herself. We're trying not to drug her before she goes to sleep, but it's tempting..... I'll also note that this change coincides pretty directly with the fact that I let her fall back on her head the other night - Hannah says I'm taking too much credit. She thinks it's constipation. How do parents ever really figure this stuff out?

In other news, Durham still smells like skunk. A woman told us tonight that her dog smelled for a year after it got skunked in the face - which is exactly where Durham took it.

Squats is still living in the basement. She ventured upstairs once and met the dogs. It was a scary moment she doesn't care to repeat. We got her a scratch post/bed thingie and covered it with catnip - she LOOOOOOOVED that. She's kind of a junkie for the catnip. She's also a lousy hunter. Hannah was playing Xbox the other night and a mouse scurried across the floor right in front of Squats - who just watched it and didn't move a whisker. Probably because she was high.

obligatory kid pics

SKUNKED!

Meet Squats

She joined us on Monday after a long wait. Hannah booted her from campus and made students take her to the shelter. When we decided to adopt her (read - when she told Dale about it), we had to wait about three weeks because she got kennel cough at the shelter! She's here now and quite happy in the basement.... away from the dogs.