Lots has happened since my last post.

The visit with Margot and Skyler was great. Skyler was a little out of sorts. Combo of missing her daddy, being away from home and teething. I felt so bad for you, she barely napped at all the whole week. Poor Margot was sooo tired (first trimester :) ), and she couldn't catch a break. Skyler did sleep at night though, for the most part, so it could have been worse for her.

Skyler was great when we went out, though, unlike Spencer who cried a lot at the zoo, dinner, and the aquarium. My God you would have thought someone was torturing him. It was so embarrassing. Poor little thing was just so tired. He's napping in his crib really well now. Too well, since he won't nap anywhere else. Oh well, there are worse problems to have.

Teething has been draining in the last few weeks. It had actually let up in the last few days, but yesterday he was sooo fussy. Upset all day and nothing helped. I just thought that it was because he didn't sleep well the night before combined with the bananas (constipation/gas) I'd given him for breakfast. He wouldn't nap for more than 15-20 minutes at a time and just cried a lot. I felt really bad for him and surprisingly didn't get too upset myself. I felt myself almost crying for him a couple of times, but I stayed strong for the most part. After all that, he finally got a decent nap and started smiling again. While I was playing with him, he pulled my hand towards his mouth, like usual, and gnawed on my knuckle. I looked at Mike and said "I think he just bit me!" And sure enough, there was a little tooth popping through. It's through all the way now, but I haven't been able to see it yet. He's very protective LOL.

I've met with a new playgroup that is made up of primarily babies. It's nice b/c we do things that are appropriate for Spencer and I. I've made a couple of friends so far, that I hope can turn into a real friendship.

Mike and I are going to Gymboree on Saturday with Spencer for a free session. Should be fun.

We've decided to leave guardianship of Spencer to Margot and John in our wills. We will be making them up in the next month or so. Tom and Lucy will be coming with us to do this b/c apparently we need them with us to tell us how much TP we should use to wipe our asses.

T and L are becoming a larger and larger part of our lives. I very much believe that Lucy thinks that her money buys her a certain amount of control over our lives. Tom doesn't seem to, but that could change. The worst part is that Mike seems to be reverting to a child with respect to them and looks constantly for their approval/acceptance. Everyday I feel more and more that he would put them before me if he had to make a choice in which we were of differing opinions. Hopefully I'm wrong, but I don't think I am. I've made it pretty clear that I think once a week is enough for them to visit, though they've hinted at more. His solution is to take Spencer down there on Sundays. He tries to convince himself that he's pleasing everyone, but he has to know that I'm opposed to the Sunday visits. He's putting his parents desires before mine. He seems hip on going down there, though I'm not sure why. He'll be playing his game down there in the coming weeks, so that easy enough to see, but that wasn't the original plan. Or maybe it was. I'm not fighting it, but it's VERY SCARY to me.

I'm also noticing how easily Mike manipulates me into getting what he wants. He pouts and throws little temper tantrums and I find myself going from "you drink and play games TOO MUCH" to "have a beer and take the entire day to play your game - I'll take care of everything else" in just a few moments. Like his life is so goddamn hard. Poor Mikey - WTF!! Quite frankly, I'm really sick of it. I'm going to stop going into take care of him mode because he's not the child of the house anymore. Time to grow up Mikey, so times you don't time for yourself - welcome adulthood/parenthood. If he throws one of his tantrums this weekend, I'm just going to ignore it. He was going on and on about how he'd changed the other day. Then he "cleaned" the garage b/c I asked him to. The "clean" garage features a used paper towel (garbage) still sitting in a pile of junk on the work center. Still in a hurry to get it done so he can move onto something fun. He has been helping out around the house more and that I really do appreciate. Loading the d/w, and things like that. The manipulation thing really pisses me off, b/c I'm starting to believe he knows he's doing it, which is unforgivable. He knows what a sore spot that is from Barb doing the same. Anyway...

Oh well, I've babbled on long enough.