Today my mom bought a bassinet for Baby #2. We had seen it in the store the other day and I had checked online for reviews, prices, etc. before deciding to purchase it. We only need the thing for 6 weeks or so after Baby is born because after that we will return to Japan and have a crib waiting.

I like to think that I am a reasonably intelligent person. I did manage to get a college degree, as did my mother. So WHY was it so impossible to assemble this thing? There were no written instructions, just lovely little diagrams that were cryptic enough for me to almost think they were for a different product. I could make better diagrams and those of you who have seen me draw anything know that I am artistically challenged. (Even my kindergarten students have pointed out my lack of drawing ability.)

Finally I decided not to look at the directions, but to focus on the picture shown on the box. Knowing what the finished product was supposed to look like was much more helpful. I managed to get the thing put together. Now Baby isn't due for three more months, but if you think I am going to take it apart and try again... All that effort was overwhelming and led to me puking. What else is new?

Maybe if I wasn't feeling so tired and lazy I could go downstairs and take a picture of my accomplishment for the day. That might cause more vomiting. How about some pictures of Justin instead? I think he is a cute little guy, though I admit I am biased.

My sister, Meredith, visited earlier this month. She hadn't seen Justin in almost a year. Obviously he has changed a lot! She was only here for a few days, so soon she will be forgotten (by Justin, not by me) again.

Olympic Baby!

We have been watching the Olympics, even Justin. Does he truly enjoy them, or does he just like staying up late? Does a child under two years old have the logic to figure out that if he seems to be enjoying them he can stay up late?

During the Women's floor exercises, Justin started doing some routines of his own. They were so cute, but of course as soon as I went upstairs to get the camera he decided that he was done. All that hard work tired him out and he needed to cuddle up with Grandma and Grandpa and enjoy some snacks. I wish I had gotten some footage of him. Gymnastics for him, a child who can't even get both feet off the ground when he jumps, consists primarily of running around in circles while waving his arms and then falling down on the floor and rolling about before the grand finish of standing up and stretching out his arms. It looks more like a hyper child having a brief grand mal seizure, but he enjoys it. He will even clap for himself. Low marks for difficulty, but good execution of what he does. Definitely under 16 years old and he's not a girl. Guess that's why he didn't qualify this time around. Maybe next time.

Being the good sport that he is, he does clap for other athletes and he is not critical of their mistakes. Of course he will also clap for commercials...