The name game

Little Para Pants.

That's what I'm calling my nappies. Little Para is the river a kilometer north of us, and para is an Aboriginal word meaning "river." So the name fits.

I'll be registering a domain name for it on Tuesday, but for now you can see a basic site here.


Eye sea ewe

So I actually managed to get an eye appointment this morning at 10:30. And it lasted a whopping 15 minutes. Quite possibly the shortest eye exam I've ever had in an actual eye clinic (those screening tests in school don't count).

Again, no puff of air in the eye, no dilation drops, but I did get drops to find out how dry my eyes were. They feel a bit gravelly now but less than they did at first.

So yeah, he's ordering me a set of trial lenses and I'll go get them when they arrive in a couple weeks. I'm thinking daily disposables this time because I know I won't be wearing them all the time. Well...I might wear them every day at first, just because it's a novelty, but I know eventually it'll wear off and I'll go back to only wanting them occasionally. Like on those days when Caleb keeps grabbing my glasses, or we're orienteering in the rain, or we go to the beach, or whatever.

And the other good news is that my regular prescription hasn't changed a bit in the last three years. I didn't think it had (except for the first couple months after Caleb was born, but that was just sleep deprivation).


I'm doing it.

Given that I have a nearly-year old child who keeps grabbing my glasses, I've been thinking a lot lately about getting contacts again. Given this post's title, I think you know what I've decided.

Eye exams are free under Medicare. Our private health cover pays up to $68 for a month's supply of lenses. So I could get it all done at absolutely no cost to me, save for the health premiums I'm already paying (which is already saving us $36 every two months just on chiropractic care).

So yep, tomorrow I'll arrange a Saturday eye exam, maybe I could even get in to have it done tomorrow if there's an opening, but we'll see.

That baby post I mentioned.

We'll start with that walking thing. He's getting close. Really close. In fact, depending on how you classify it, he may have taken his first steps already at Uncle Craig's house the other night, when he let go of the table and step-step-step-*oof* into the couch. He does a step between furniture objects now and then, but never when you try to get him to do it.

Then there's the talking thing. He's making a lot of new noises. Says "Mumumumum" and pulls on my shirt when he wants to be fed. Tries to say kitty "khee!"

And the pointing thing. Pointing is big. He points at everything. Sometimes I just walk around the house holding him and go wherever he points to.

The all-fours thing. He's getting up on his hands and feet a lot these days, looking down between his legs, and going "ahhhh, ahhhh." And thinks it's hysterically funny when one of us puts our face down there so he can see us between his legs.

Climbing thing. He's getting up on the couch really easily now, and off, and hasn't fallen off in quite a while. He likes to get up there, stand on the cushions, and play with the curtain behind it.

The picture thing. He LOVES looking at pictures of himself. Darrin & I both have pictures of him on our computer desktops, and every time the screen clears and his face comes up, he gets excited & points at himself (and puts fingerprints all over the screen if we're holding him at the time).

The food thing. He eats pretty much anything now - the only things we're really avoiding anymore are grains, sweets, and most raw vegetables. He still won't eat off a spoon or fork, but that's fine with us.

The birthday thing. Yep, 19 days from now is his first birthday. Four days later is his party. I hope it's cooler that day than this week has been.




Are you kidding me?!

So the first of March around these parts marks the beginning of autumn. You know, that season where it starts to cool down before it gets really cold in winter? Commonly called "fall" in North America because it's when all the deciduous trees have their leaves fall off?

Yeah. Tomorrow and Thursday are supposed to be 37. Sunday's supposed to be 39. I'm supposed to take an almost-one-year-old out shopping Thursday morning in that kind of heat. (And yes, I have to go in the morning, because I told the butcher I'd pick up my meat order then.)

Sigh. At least I've got the rest of Corner Gas season 1 to watch while it's too hot to go outside. That'll last all of...uh, tomorrow.



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