so life has settled down considerably in the past couple weeks, nothing major other than the garage sale we had this past weekend with all the stuff we decided to get rid of while cleaning out isaac's room. it is a dream come true for me: getting rid of stuff and getting cold hard cash for it. the trick, as my friend paul has noted, is to not replace the stuff we got rid of with more stuff. all the baby items might make that difficult though...
his room is coming together. it will be surf themed, with the dominant colors being dark brown and baby blue. (listen to me, sounding like i know what i am talking about--annie is the decorative genius, i am just the grunt that lifts boxes and paints the bathroom.) we actually found him a legitimate surfboard, like one he could actually ride, from this teenager at a garage sale about a week and a half ago for $15. garage sales rule on both ends.
other than that, we have been trying to come up with funny/absurd explanations in the likely event that people overreact to isaac's lip/scar. imagine the following exchange if you will: "holy crap! what happened to his face?!" "well, he was swimming in the amazon and a piranha came up and took a chunk right out of him!" or "a band of wild pygmy elephants stampeded his nursery in the middle of the night! on the upside, he ripped out one of their tusks and we are making it into a knife handle." or "those pesky ninjas are always causing trouble!" not only is it entertaining, but it also helps us keep things in perspective.
he is active as ever, keeping annie awake in the middle of the night with somersaults and uppercut combos. sometimes i wake up, usually not, which is probably good b/c i am a total grouch when i am tired. needless to say, i can't wait for 3am feedings.
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