I have been a bad little blogger. I’m not motivated. Too much other stuff to do. This evening, Jay & I “fought” over who gave Jenna a bath. Not because we both wanted to, but because we both didn’t want to. I know, horrible parents. If she didn’t fight the getting out of the tub and the teeth brushing so much, maybe…
I can’t really remember what I’ve said recently about Jenna, and I’m not going to go back and look. She still LOVES to be outside. All the time. She would sleep out there if we’d let her. And now the stupid mosquitoes are out. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it till I die, but I HAAAAAATE those things. She can climb like a little monkey. There’s not much she can’t climb on, as far as playgrounds are concerned. Ladders? No problem. Rock walls? No problem. Chain ladders? Sure. She has mastered the little climber we got her for her birthday, but ironically, the only time she has fallen off it was at her birthday party.
She loves Maggie. They’re pals. She has been saying “Maggie” perfectly for a while now. Which doesn’t mean anything to anyone who didn’t see the video of her TRYING to say it, but if you saw the video, you know what I mean. For a while, she got into a bad habit of bringing me Maggie’s poop from the back yard. Fortunately, now she just points to it and says “uh-oh, poo-poo,” and leaves it there.
Speaking of Maggie (and poop), tonight was her graduation from her 8-week puppy training at Petsmart. Seriously, they have little graduation caps and everything. We had been home from said graduation no more than 5 minutes before she had crapped on the carpet. Don’t know what to do about that. Doesn’t happen daily, but it happens enough that it’s infuriating. She knows she’s not supposed to do it, which is why she always does it in the 30 seconds that we aren’t looking. I thought we were done with that housebreaking nightmare!
Also speaking of Maggie, she got spayed on Monday. Not a fun vet bill, but hopefully we’re done for a while.
I’m not real sure what I think of this stay-at-home mom thing lately. I’m really lucky and really blessed. I know that. I love being able to watch Jenna learn new things all the time, and if I had her in full-time daycare again, I’d be miserable because I know what I’d be missing. Having said that, I NEED A BREAK! I can’t deal with tantrums all day long. I think I’m just about done with my attempts at shopping with her in tow. I signed her up for Mother’s Day Out, and I can’t wait for that to start. She will love it, I will love it…it just can’t start soon enough. Fortunately, she has been doing really well nap-wise. I probably shouldn’t say that because now she’ll probably stop again. But without that nap I would be committed somewhere. I have discovered why they call it “the terrible twos.” I don’t want to make it sound like she’s a walking nightmare all the time, because that’s not true (usually). She can be a real sweetheart. But hey–it’s my blog and I’ll complain if I want to. It’s funny because last weekend, Jay & I had a date. A long one. My parents kept Jenna for seven blissful hours, God bless them. In about the second hour, Jay commented how he noticed that I had decompressed a little already. Amazing how such a little person can have SO MUCH ENERGY.
Speaking of energy, I signed up for a triathlon in June, so I’m committed to it now. Gotta bump up those workouts. 
