Ingrid giggled yesterday! She’s been laughing, kind of a one note "heh" for a few weeks, but yesterday during our American Bandstand hour, where we dance infront of the mirror with the OTHER family that looks back at us, she totally giggled. Dave and I were both right there, and we couldn’t get it again, but I’m glad that the first giggle was shared by all of us. GIGGLES ROCK.

We also visited MIL (just Ingrid and I, because I NOT EVIL) because we were gone for her birthday, and visiting after Dave gets home from work = fussy hour. She did pretty well; I had to nurse her while I was there, which obviously made my MIL a little uncomfortable (she offered me a towel, heh) and when one of her friends stopped by and asked "what brand of milk is she on?"and I said "Oh, I’m nursing!" as though her question was totally ludicrous (a little passive aggressive lactivism, you know) she got a little weird, too. I have a whole post i want to do on nursing, but I’m getting more and more lactivicious as time goes on. We nursed at the conservation award thing! And screw discretion, when you’re dealing with boobs like mine, there is no discretion if no one is there to hold the baby while I undo and redo my bra. Boobie everywhere! But, it was a tentful of conservationists, so they dealt pretty well.

Anyway, Ingrid fussed on and off, but did give MIL a few good grins, and then she started really cranking because she was tired, so I said as much and scopped her up to leave. She cranked down the hall, and when we got in the elevator and the doors closed, she looked up at me, spit her paci out, and grinned at me. I felt like we’d conspired to escape Alcatraz, and just laughed the whole way down. MIL gave me Dave’s baby book, which was kept by his then 15-ish year old sister, and then by him, which is so sad, to see his little crazy kid handwriting under "2nd birthday presents" scrawling "I GoT a BORTHDAY CAkE" or whatever. Poor guy. But, his sister loved the record keeping, and we know that Dave was an early teether (4 months!) and an early walker (9.5 months!) and i’m sure just as soon as Ingrid pops a tooth (teething ages can be genetic, so we might be in for early-ish teeth here) my MIL will be horrified that I continue to nurse. Next thing you know, Ingrid will be asking for it! (Which reminds me, I need to get some Baby Sign stuff…)

Today I got annoyed when my new diapers and a wrap I’d purchased had STILL not arrived, after being ordered almost two weeks ago and shipped priority. I emailed the seller of the wrap (it was a FSOT purchase) just to say "hey, I know it’s not your fault, but do you have any dates I can use when i call the PO?" and not only did she have dates, she had a TRACKING NUMBER which showed that the mailman had tried to deliver last week, and he left a note to reschedule delivery. WTF? I called the PO, and sure enough, 2 packages have been on the shelf for a week or so, and they’ll be coming today, but neither required a signature! And I’ve NEVER had to schedule a delivery (since then, 2 other packages have been dropped off at the doorstep with no problems) and I’mhere every day, AND the mailman always SEES me, because I keep the front door open all day and evening, to let fresh air through, and a lot of times, we even say "hello."  The day they tried to deliver was the ONE day I wasn’t here, and the mail was late that day because Istuck around til 3:30 waiting for it, before finally leaving for the lake. It must’ve been a sub delivery person or SOMETHING, but whatever. My stuff comes tomorrow! Yay!

Also, if anyone wants a really nice, not-so-big house in a great neighborhood (mine!) let me know. My next youngest neighbor on the street and her husband are selling their house to move closer to their grandkids. (Yes, she’s the next youngest in age to me. And a grandmother.)  It’s a really sweet house — a mirror image of ours with some edits — new roof/siding/windows, they turned the garage into a den/dining area and have a detached 2car garage instead, the whole place is neat as a pin — and I have no idea what they are asking, but I’m really hoping that a cool younger family moves in. When we bought here, it was with the hope that there would be some turnover while we were here, so that our future kids (now Ingrid! whee!) would have local friends, and now it looks like it’s starting to happen. Of course, there are several houses for sale in our larger neighborhood, that have been for sale for some time, so who knows if it will move quickly. (Really, though, great house! great neighborhood! great city — our taxes are going DOWN here!)

And that is my update of many random things. Yeehaw.