multi tasking always seems like such a good idea

too bad chad loves science so much, as he'd really make a good house husband.

i, on the other hand, am not turning out to be such a good housewife. on the two days of the week i'm home alone with will, i'm always primed to get all kinds of things done. instead...chad gets home and i have food prepped all over the kitchen, laundry piles all over, a half of an email written on the computer screen, half the floor swept, piles to sort ....you get the picture (maybe i'm exaggerating a little bit...but still).
i'm beginning to wonder if i haven't had a brain injury at some point in my life. my patients who have brain injury commonly complain that they can't get anything completed...they start tasks, and then get side tracked, and then don't end up finishing much at all...i'm always biting my tongue from saying..."hey, me too!!!"--though i guess that's not what they want to hear from their therapist.
...i typically write it off to just being a new parent, trying to juggle a baby all day... then today i get home from work after chad and will have spent the day together. laundry is folded, work articles were read, they hiked, went to rei, went to radio shack, had lunch in the park, and took the dog for a walk. what the heck!? then come to find out will slept...not one...not two...not even three...but OVER three hours. what the heck?! no wonder so much was done.

i not only married a great house husband, but also a baby whisperer.

bye bye red truck

chad's done it. he's said farewell to his toyota truck. the truck that he bought back in college (15 some years ago)...the truck that took him cross country many times...the truck he'd strap his surf boards to and drive up and down the coast at the break of dawn, to find the perfect wave. the toyota that he could take all apart, and actually put back together (though it sometimes took days and we ended up with extra parts on our kitchen table...parts that came out, but somehow didn't get back in). the truck that symbolized freedom and Independence, is now gone. poor chad.

...sorry honey.

at least we didn't trade it in for a mini-van. (not yet at least)

for now, we'll enjoy the suburu...as long as we can find it in the parking lot...with the tens of other subaru's. we are officially boulderites.

"ohhbama"

im convinced...william has said his first word...and it's a good one!
for about a month he's been working on 'bababababa' and then he'll switch it up and work on 'mamamama' ...just recently he'd say 'ohhh'...and im convinced i heard him last nite...sequence it all together...
last nite...a great nite...little town louisville co...and there were people screaming in the streets...fireworks going off...and i'm convinced our son sequenced his first three syllables into one great word...
ohhh....ba....ma...
at least i'm pretty sure that's what he said...
he must be as excited as we are.