It's been a while

Well, it's been a long time since I've been able to sit down and actually write something out for people to read.  We've been busy and whenever something exciting happens, I do think about this blog.  It's been a pretty big part of our life for the last two years and it's tough to just forget about it.  Tyler doesn't think about it at all, mainly because he's never actually enjoyed writing on it.  I love it though.  I really enjoy writing in general and this blog has helped me to express myself.  I'm not sure how many people are still reading this thing but I don't imagine it's a lot.  That's okay.  It's almost like therapy for me to be able to get my thoughts out.

I'm not really sure where to start.  So much has happened since the last post.  I guess I can start with what I did today.  On Tuesday, our bathroom started to get renovated and strange people are going to be in our place until Friday.  Today I went over my parent's house to get out of the house.  Ryan had me up at 7 and the worker said he would be here at 8:30ish.  I packed up the baby and headed out.  I wanted to leave early enough that I would miss rush hour.  Whyte Ave is a big pain in the butt to drive down because it's down to one lane and people don't know how to follow road signs.

I got to my parents house hoping the my mom was actually out of bed.  She isn't feeling well so she had the day off and I wasn't sure if she would sleep in a lot.  She was up and we had lovely conversation for about an hour and a half.  She had to go pick up my sister who was having her car looked at in Sherwood Park.  My day was filled with my sisters and niece.  It was a great day.  Amy showed up and we all laughed and talked all day long.  Ryan spit up on all the clothes I had brought for him so he was stinky.  I ran the second bath he has ever had in his life.  Normally we just take him in the shower with us so he wasn't use to laying down in the water.  He really didn't like it at all and started crying and trying to sit up.  Now that this bathroom is being re-done, Ryan will only get baths so he best get use to it.

We've been having problems with wasps in this place.  I'll be sitting on the couch feeding Ryan or playing on the floor with him when suddenly I'll hear that scary buzz coming closer to me.  And it always sends me into a fear frenzy.  I scoop up the baby and race into our bedroom.  I lay him in his crib and try to settle myself down.  I don't mind bees when they are outside and I don't have to be close to them but when they are in my house, buzzing around me, I hate them.  I do have my own bee suit which at first consisted of a dark long sleeve shirt, dark pants, a hoodie with the hat synched up all under a giant dark brown blanket.  I wouldn't want the wasp to mistake me for a flower.  I come out of our room slowly, closing the door behind me so my baby is safe.  I creep down the hall, listening for the distinctive low drone.  By the time I get to the kitchen, I don't hear him any more and I get spooked.  He could be anywhere at this point but I know he is likely flying close to the windows.  I look at the kitchen window to find nothing and I know the room is clear of the bee.  I move quietly to get my trusty empty mayo jar to use as a trap.  In case this wasp is particularly aggressive, I also hold a big binder.  My goal is to set him free as I'm not interested in killing things but if I'm provoked I will protect  myself to the death.  I squat down and wait.  I can't see this bug anywhere and I just know he's waiting to jump me.  And then I hear it.  It once again sends shivers down my spine and I can't take being able to hear him but not see him.  I throw the mayo jar and binder down in the hope that if the bee is close to me, I will squash it by chance.  After freaking out, I run back to the room where I wait until Tyler gets home.  This has happened a few times and by the time Tyler gets home, the wasp is no where to be found.  Tyler thinks I'm crazy because I lock myself in our room and there is never any evidence of a wasp in our house.  I've also started swatting at bees in my sleep and thinking they will get Ryan.  Did I mention Tyler thinks I'm crazy?  This is getting out of control.

Any way, I don't have much else to say and I think we will attempt to watch a movie.  Ryan is in bed and we get some time to ourselves.

Ryan is still as cute as cute can be.  He can almost sit up by himself.  He can almost roll over.  He can almost do a lot of things but still can't actually do anything.  I'm afraid it will all happen on the same day and I'll be overwhelmed with all the new talent my kid has.  He's just the most sweetest boy in the world and we love him so much.

Sonja