Gargantuan financial services companies aren't the sexiest places to work, but there's one big benefit--holidays. I was hanging out Monday morning in my underwear, watching the traffic & transit report, sipping my coffee and listening to my daughter grunt out stink bomb, and thinking about all those poor fools crammed into subway stations, holding onto metal bars that are still warm from the last 64 people who were holding onto it. HA! Controversy and bomb-threats aside, Columbus Day ROCKS!
We finally got around to organizing Cheeky's drawers and closet, so we no longer have to move comic books out of the way to get to the diapers. She's actually starting to grow out of things, and it's sort of funny to fold and stack outfits no bigger than postage stamps. Speaking of clothes, Claud's been obsessing over what to get Cheeky for Halloween, and from what I've seen of the options she's been Googling "infant embarassment" to find costumes. Maybe I'm naive, but I had no idea dressing kids as vegetables or livestock was so popular. If it was up to me, I'd dress her as Lt. Ripley, but it's not. Instead, the poor kid will probably end up looking like Amorphophallus titanum.
Oh, and note to Avent, the "baby feeding accessory" company...try testing your products while feeding a child in the back seat of a moving car, OK. If "spilling the hell all over the place while trying to calm a screaming baby in an enclosed space" tests well with consumers, then by all means rush it to market. But the "unique Avent Teat" (heh heh...I said "teat") with it's "patented anti-vacuum skirt" is about as effective at feeding our child as smearing creamed carrots on her forehead.