911

I know, I know.  It's been a while.  Thanks for the 'friendly' reminders!

Nothing major has happened over the past two weeks, but here's a run-down of life as we know it:

• Ruby loves outside.  She loves it so much in fact that we've had tears on more than one occasion when it's time to come inside. Sometimes bribes work (food or watching Elmo) but most often they do not.  She is very strong willed and just says "no", head down, running away from me. 

This was tonight after supper:  

Running through the neighbour's yard.
Stick in one hand.  Rock in the other.

• Mealtimes are changing.  First of all, it appears as though she's too interested in other things to sit through an entire meal.  She rarely clears her plate anymore, which is new for Ruby.  Second, she's started putting her sloppy hands underneath her bib and rubbing them all over her clothing.  It's ridiculous.  When the warm weather comes, she'll be stripped down to eat.

• Baby Boy will be here in 10 weeks.  I had a check-up today and everything is a-ok.  I feel ok.  I have my moments.  I certainly don't remember feeling this tired while pregnant with Ruby.... and I was working 10 - 12 hours a day at the time.   Ryan and I went on a 2-week vacation to BC and AB when I was 32 - 34 weeks pregnant and I was quite on the ball.  Hm.... I guess Ruby is a handful.  And, my legs are much, much worse than they were back then.  I have veins that are trying to escape through the skin.  Ouch.  

• Ruby called 911 today.  I have no idea how she managed to dial those numbers, but she did.  Thank goodness it was on speaker phone so I heard the dispatcher on the other end.  She had the phone to her ear chatting to the guy.  I apologized profusely and an hour later, the police showed up due to protocol.  He didn't seem impressed.  Oh well.  

So, that's about it.  Life is simply carrying on.  We're waiting for the nice, warm weather which has been eluding us as of late.  Everyone complains about it year after year, as if the rain and gloom is a novelty.  The fact is, we probably won't get any really nice weather until after this baby is born so we all might as well suck it up and get used to it.  For kicks, dial 911 and blame it on a kid.  It worked for me!  

Running down the street last weekend.