Jump. Jump. Jump Around.

Remember that Song in which they sing 'jump, jump, jump around'? It's has the weird pseudo rap/hip hop type music in the background that I actually found quite annoying. I don't have a clue who sings it, but Eddie jumping around today made me think of it--except I thought his jumping was cute. He had previously made attempts at jumping in that bend the knees and jerk himself up kind of way. But this time he was jumping. And doing a good job.

Eddie has also taken to wanting his hands clean. If they get overly dirty during a meal, he holds them out to be cleaned. He is generally a clean/neat eater--except when he decides to throw stuff from his chair.

G'parents Ohio left today. Boy was I glad they came. Sure made the weekend fly by--besides which I got a lot done and they got to play with Ed. Got a new mattress for the new baby. Am borrowing a crib from some friends down the street.

In the top photo, Ed looked like a professional dog walker the way he was pulling his snail, catepiller, and dog all at the same time. I don't know what's going on with the serious face--maybe the dog is so heavy he's just focusing on holding it up.

Looks like we are in for the classic winter storm for our area. This involves several days of warning from forcasters about exactly what will happen (only in this case, they were actually quite cautious, as they didn't have a clue--and less than 12 hours from the start of the storm still don't). But what I mean by classic is that we could get anything from snow, to freezing rain, to sleet, to rain, and back again--basically just about any kind of precipitation. It's supposed to start this evening and continue into Wed.

Often forcasters completely blow it and nothing happens, but it does appear we'll get something. The worst of the ice is supposed to occur right when Ed goes to nursery school, so I suspect it will be Ed and me all day. When Cookie the nanny left today, she kept asking what else I needed her to do to make sure I had what I needed for Tuesday. She is always telling me to lay down and rest.

Ed really enjoyed his phone call with Den, hugging the phone and then kissing the phone until it was wet with slobber. I'm trying to figure out good ways over time to help him cope/understand about Den leaving. Sort of start fun traditions--if anyone has any ideas, I'm all ears. One I thought I'd do is make a calendar with the days Den will be gone and put an 'x' through each day until he comes back to help him understand. Another was to put up some pictures of Den at Eddie's level.

Cross your fingers we don't lose power with the ice. I'm just not a fan of the cold.

Oh and I don't know what's going on with the formatting. I've gone in 3 times and inserted empty lines between paragraphs! Maybe it will work this time. If not, I give up.