We have a book called “Funny Faces” and it’s basically a bunch of different babies and little kids making various faces, or with hats on or whatever. My 2-year-old loves it. That’s how he knows the phrase.
The other day, he started doing this thing where he almost sticks his head in the potty (because of course, he’s two, and has to get as close to anything he’s looking at as possible), sees his reflection in the potty-water and says, “Funny faces!”
It’s hilarious, but it’s all I can do to keep him out of the potty. Also…
When he poops in the potty, he says, “Wook — wook!! Fishhhhh!”
(He only sees gold fish in books, and I guess he makes the connection between fish in a fishbowl and poop in a toilet bowl.) Kids!!
I just replaced my laptop’s keyboard, and it’s so lovely to be able to type as many t’s as I want!
Before going on our trip, while I was busy getting stuff ready, I unfortunately forgot about my two-year-old’s stomach. When he gets hungry, he gets grumpy. Apparently, he also gets destructive! I was getting the spare room ready for my mother-in-law, so the doors were open to it, and Seth went in and pulled off the thermostat cover (which was located right above the head of the bed) and pulled the little metal coil that operates the turning on and off function of the A/C. It was very bad out of whack, because the little slider was up as high as it could go (95), and the room was cool (75-ish) but the A/C was still running full blast! Then, while I was fixing that, I heard my other son say, “Oh, no! Seff is getting Daddy’s waptop!” So I come downstairs and find that he has pulled off several of the keys, including t, y, u, i, and ].
I was able to replace some of them completely, and able to repair the rest (except the t) enough to have a smooth typing surface; but the t was broken beyond repair. I investigated getting just a replacement “t” but found that one letter cost only 1/3 as much as getting a full keyboard. Someone on the website I was looking at recommended (wisely, I think) getting the full replacement keyboard, and then if you ever need any more keys, you can just pop them off of the old keyboard and pop them onto the new one. Which is what we’ll do.
I was waiting for my husband to actually replace it, because he’s more of the “computer guy” — has built a few of his own computers and my desktop computer as well. This is also his laptop (which he uses for school), so I was afraid of messing it up. So I was waiting for him; and finally today he needed to use the laptop to find a file on it, and then started typing on it and told me that I needed to replace the keyboard so that the “t” would work. Sigh… I explained to him that I was afraid of messing it up, and he said, “But you’re better at this sort of thing than I am.” Which is true.
It took a while to do it, but most of that time was because I read and reread and reread the directions, and then proceeded slowly and carefully (rereading the directions again every step) because I was so afraid of frying the laptop. The actual hands-on time was probably less than five minutes. The worst part (aside from the mental hurdle of prying off parts of the laptop and delving into the depths below), was unhooking the keyboard connector — it just said “unlatch the connector” and I was afraid of breaking the thing because it didn’t come off easily, and I couldn’t figure out for sure which of the little things was the part of the connector I was supposed to unlatch. But I finally did it, and then it was extremely simple just to put it all back together — just reversing the steps.
I was still trepidacious when I turned it back on — I held my breath until it logged on. I was actually pretty scared it wouldn’t even turn on — that I had fried it or hadn’t put it back together right; but it booted up just fine. The way my husband has it set up, you have to press Ctrl+Alt+Delete to log on, so once I did that and it worked, I knew the keyboard was actually working.
And now, I can tell it’s really working. Ah! much better!
See, I’m pretty loquacious in speaking and in typing, and it’s been a hamper to me, not to be able to freely use the “t”. I’ve reworded some sentences, and left a lot unsaid, simply because I didn’t want to mash the “t” so much. It’s so refreshing to be able to use the “t” so easily now! Both a capital T and a little t — see? no problems!! 🙂
T t T t T t T t T t (just because I can!)
I can’t believe how long it’s been since I’ve written on this! My computer time has been devoted to my other blogs; and my off-computer time has been devoted to getting my house ready to sell. Yep, we finally did it — talked to the Realtor yesterday and it’ll be going on the market tomorrow. My husband’s job is an hour’s drive from where we live, and that’s just an awful lot of time and gas spent for nothing, really. He has to get up so early, and then he’s so tired when he comes home that we can never do anything around here; and he can’t do anything in the community where he teaches, because it’s too far away!
I’ll have to write sometime about our trip; but before we left, my younger son broke several keys on the laptop (he was hungry, so got into everything — he’s just horrible when he gets hungry — I guess he’s hypoglycemic?), and I wasn’t able to fix the “t”, so I have to press it really hard, which is annoying. (Do you have any idea how many times you use the “t” in an average sentence?!) We’ve got a replacement keyboard, but haven’t fixed it yet. My regular computer got the “BSOD” (blue screen of death) just a few days after we came home, and I couldn’t figure it out (it wouldn’t repair and it wouldn’t boot up all the way to Windows — even in safe mode), so I reinstalled Windows XP… which wiped out everything on my computer. Fortunately, most of my files were on an external drive, but my bookmarks were all deleted, which really sucks. Also, the home network will have to be reconfigured, and I don’t feel like doing that, and loading up again all the programs (like Office, and whatever else I have that makes my computer usable). So, I decided to free up some space for showing the house, and put it in a closet. My house looks great, though, I will say that. I’ve boxed up so much stuff that really is just clutter. So, my closets are full, but my house will be much easier to keep clean and neat-looking.
We’ve been home for several days, but I’ve been catching up with stuff, so haven’t been blogging.
First, there was the massive pile of laundry, which has been mostly tamed (I’ve gotten all of it done except what we’ve accumulated since coming home); and all the cleaning and putting away of stuff after a trip (including what was left out in a hurry and jumbled mess when we left); and dealing with two little kids who have been allowed to watch a lot of TV while on vacation, which we don’t have at home.
We’ re also going to be trying to sell our house, so I’ve been trying to purge stuff. Since my husband doesn’t like to get rid of stuff, even if he doesn’t use it now, hasn’t used it in 5 years, and probably won’t ever use it, purging is a bit of a problem. But the house needs to look neat and tidy (perhaps at a moment’s notice), and that can’t happen with overflowing bookshelves and piles of stuff everywhere. So, into boxes and into our storage shed it goes! I can’t be as ruthless as I’d like, but it’s a start.
Depending on what size house we move to, we may or may not have to get rid of stuff. Part of our current problem is that we have three small closets in our house (2 in my room and 1 in the boys’ room) and 2 larger closets (under the stairs and in the upstairs hall). So, all the stuff we’re not currently using (including winter clothes and suitcases, as examples), must try to fit in there, or else be out in plain sight. Since we’ve got a spare room, we put most of the stuff in there, but that looks messy when trying to sell a house. Our condo that we lived in when we were first married was pretty small, but had great closets, so all of our “stuff” was out of sight. We now have more stuff (two kids and all that), and a larger house, but in some ways, I feel more cramped for space — storage space!
So, our next place can be small with big closets, and we’d be better off than we currently are. Part of our current problem is the lack of storage, so I feel like we need to keep everything out as much as possible — since it’s going to be out one way or another anyway, why not? Knick-knacks in a box take up storage space, but knick-knacks on a shelf or a desk don’t. But then they’re out in plain view, whether I even like the object or not. Since my husband wants to keep them, I choose the latter… but for the time being, may go with the former.
More details of our trip in a future post. 🙂
I’m not sure why my son threw up either on the way to my brother-in-law’s house, or just the other day, but I’m thinking it was carsickness. Lovely!
I get carsick sometimes, but never throw up. However, I feel sick for a long time afterwards, and feel like if I could just throw up, things would be better. Anyway, if the road is too curvy, or the car is stuffy, or if I read in the car (unless I’m very cautious), then I’ll get carsick and feel yucky for the rest of the ride in the car, and possibly all day. I’m going to move my son’s car seat to the middle of the backseat, and see if that helps.
Anyway, the other day when we were in the car, Keith said something about his tummy hurting, and (since I was already suspecting a propensity towards carsickness from before) I turned on the air full-blast, and he didn’t complain any more. But he wouldn’t eat lunch. Or supper. Even though it was food he usually likes and gobbles down (chicken and fries), we had to force him to eat anything. He acted fine during the long time at Walmart, and fell asleep almost immediately on the ride back to the cabin. He acted a little different in the afternoon, but I chalked it up to being tired from not getting enough nap, and also possibly hungry from not eating lunch. But he wouldn’t eat supper either. Then I finally put him to bed (early bedtime, because of short naps and cranky kids), and he vomited about 5 minutes later. After that, he acted perky and chipper! And he’s been fine ever since — certainly not a stomach bug.