Showing posts with label baby stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby stories. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

I can't believe how much I neglect this blog. People still read it though, so here's something new to look at.
Did you know we have a ZOO in Jerusalem? Seriously. It's built into one of the valleys outside the main city, and it's pretty darn awesome, for Israel. Shevy had her first trip there yesterday and was captivated by it all, and not scared in the petting zoo, like many of the kids are. Go my kid! do I get a mommy prize because she didn't freak when the goats nibbled her toes? OK, maybe not.
Here are the highlights:

Monkeys fail to impress her. She was more interested in the cigarette butts on the ground.


She liked the fish in the Tiger exhibit quite a bit. This means a trip to the Seattle Aquarium in January!
The goats totally cleaned all the crumbs from the stroller, and from her clothes.


We both liked the leopard. Her dad loves the big cats, so we couldn't neglect them!
But it turns out the Bears were her favorite. I thought she was going to pull herself over the fence to get at them!

Monday, December 17, 2007

throwing the baby into the bathwater

After my mom left Jerusalem, I decided I needed a bath to console myself, so I fed the baby and began the process of getting ready to bathe. "What if she wakes up?" asked my Dear Husband. I told him to bring her in to me if she did and I would nurse her in the tub, and then she could have a bath, too. (not a super-mom approved thing, but oh well) So, I finally relax into my nice warm tub and less than 7 minutes later, I hear the DH through the door, "I'm bringing her in, she woke up." and so, he then proceeds into the bathroom and hands his wet, naked, in the tub wife a fully clothed, diapered and blanketed baby who is screaming. Um, yeah. Did it occur to him that he should take her clothes and dirty diaper off first? Um, no. At least the blanket came in handy to undress her on the bathroom floor with. But, that leads to yet another load of laundry. Ahh, parenthood!
Just a little anecdote from my day!