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Cousin Kurt came from England for a conference and stopped in to visit. Had a great day eating cheese curls, chocolate and Mexican with him and Eddie did eventually warm up to him.
Remember my post about expensive baby clothes? Well, I found the most adorable blue blazer for Eddie whilst shopping for an outfit for a holiday party. This picture cracks me up--looks like he's walking down a runway--Minnie Pearl style.It's that time of year, when we start receiving (and sending) notes, cards, and extended version letters from our family and friends. I do enjoy getting these--especially when they have pictures included. We enjoy reliving the year as we write our pictogram. That said, have you ever noticed how with a couple exceptions everyone had wonderful years and with a couple hiccups, everything is going great.

Well, if I were to write a letter to cover my last 24 hours, it would go something like this:

Eddie let us sleep in 2 (or maybe 3) mornings in a row until nearly 7am. So this is what a normal sleeping child is like. Den left town for his first of 3 trips this month--he'll be gone all week. Eddie will likely be back to his "normal" sleeping patterns. Eddie repeated Den's name for most of the morning, dada dada, until I started to wonder if he was trying to say something else.

Had a fine morning of shopping. The season's dress styles this year seem to be a cut that is not flattering to my body shape (pregnant or not), so I struck out after 3 hours of mall shopping with a toddler (who mercifully fell asleep half way through). At least Eddie got something cute.

Decided to take dear Eddie to the local park. Was besiged by Mormons going door to door to spread the word. They came to my door and I ignored it as I snuck out the back door, because we were literately heading out the door and it's so freakin' cold here, why would I want to stand outside or hold the door open to talk to someone about a religion that I'm sure is just fine, but i just don't have interest in. They then had the nerve to try and start talking to me as I strolled Ed down the street, trying to get myself exercise, and Ed some fresh air. Isn't there a better time of year for this?

After 30 minutes in the cold, Ed and I returned home--his hands somehow still warm despite wearing gloves only half the time, I wondered if my hands had frostbite. Around dinnertime is when things started to go downhill. Our nanny called to say that she was quitting. I had just commented recently to a friend about how I was finally starting to feel comfortable with her. I wasn't surprised tho'. I had had a feeling ever since we hired her and I couldn't place it. We had so thoroghly vetted her that I had a hard time believing it was that she would do something to harm, or even kidnap little Eddie, and instead I think it's that Den and I hesitated in hiring her because she seemed so impossibly overqualified. That and it seemed she was overextending herself to take on our job, but she seemed wonderful in every other way with glowing references and she seemed really committed.

I really don't know what else we could have done to make her happy, I just think it truly was what she said in that it was too much for her to take on--at least I hope so. I know I'm neurotic, but I know plenty of neurotic people who nanny's don't quit. At least she told us with 4 months to spare before the baby comes so hopefully we'll get someone new in place well in advance of the new baby's arrival.

Oh and did I mention Den is gone all week? Pass the chocolate, please.