I Picked the Wrong Day To Stop Sniffing Glue

I don’t feel so good these days. I think I’m fighting off a cold or something. Let’s just say I’ve put the “no alcohol during the week” and “no eating less than 2 hours before bedtime” plan on hold this week because of that, and I’m feeling it. To cheer myself up, here’s a photo heavy post.

In the past few weeks, here’s what happened, not necessarily in chronological order:

1. My grandparents and aunt and uncle came to visit. Aunt Kathy took 1,456 pictures, and I am still going through them all. She took the picture I used to update my profile. She also took these:

2A. I took Brady to a fancy shmancy party for TotSpot.com at a fancy indoor playground in Beverly Hills. Celebs were there and there was much fanciness about, but it was crowded and they ran out of kid-friendly drinks before we got there. Please do not ask me what is going on with my hair:

2B. The Los Angeles Moms Blog (“Yes, They’re Real”) treated its bloggers to a red carpet launch party and comedy show. The San Fernando Valley contingent got picked up at my house in a Chevy Traverse and chauffered down to Hollywood. We posed on the red carpet, enjoyed pampering by the staff of M Bar, and laughed at the comic stylings of Amy Andersen and friends. It was great to see my fellow bloggers face to face, and we all had a great excuse to get dressed up. I can’t do the total link love now because it would take me all night. If you’re curious about them, please do see the LA Moms Blog because it’s a great collection of writers. We got swag bags jam-packed with toys, goodies, jewelry, microdermabrasion, and something that smells like lavender but I don’t know because I literally have not yet gotten to the bottom of the bag. A companion to the bag was the best cupcake I have ever. eaten. in. my. life. If you want to send an extravagant gift to someone this holiday season without breaking the bank, send them a dozen of these amazing cupcakes.

3. Halloween. Brady got to participate fully in trick-or-treating this year. He was totally into it, and was happy when the first piece of candy hit the bottom of his bucket. He sat right down on the sidewalk, ready to call it a night, as if to say “You had me at candy!”

4. Kyle had his blood drawn this morning for an allergy workup. I prepped him by capitalizing on his fascination with bodily functions (his favorite book at daycare is “Scabs”) and explaining exactly what would happen. Why not start him off without a fear of needles, right? He sat in my lap and cried when the needle went in but did not move or flinch and watched as his blood bubbled into three vacutainers. The tech let him hold one, and he commented on how warm it was.

5. Brady was evaluated for allergies, too, but the doctor declared that he has only a sensitivity to berries and citrus, and therefore the redness and rashiness that appears around his mouth is not a worry. I still worry, because that is just what I do. However, he is psyched that he gets to have dairy again.

My parents are coming in a few days. I can’t wait.