I certainly did not...

...voluntarily offer my 4 year old a whole donut this morning to enjoy while watching Gullah Gullah Island (holla 1990s kids tv!)

...break a mayonnaise jar (they shatter, while remaining in mayonnaise jar form, so please pick up with a broom and dust pan. not your hand!)

...break one of our 4 bowls (cath kidston. tear.) while trying to reheat some pasta. i was moving the bowl all of 6 inches, and i still can't reconstruct what exactly happened.

...promptly thereafter, as my mom was cleaning up the broken bowl (i think she was worried i might fall to pieces, like the bowl, you know, crazy new baby, post preggo hormones), spilled red wine all down my sweater. first sip. (mom again steps in to avoid possible breakdown of daughter)

...and last night, i went through 3 diapers, rather Parr went through 3 diapers, in about 3 minutes. problem was, in between poo diapers 1 and 2, i somehow got poo on my hand, our duvet, and Parr. again, i can't reconstruct these events, other than i was doing it in the dark and couldn't see well.

i think i gave Parr what was left of my brain. which one might think is a lovely, selfless thing to do, but given the state of my brain, it might not have been so great.

on another, less-poo-ey, note, wil and i went to dinner alone for the first time since pre-parr! I don't think i had actually been without parr since he was born (he's 2 weeks old plus a couple days!) thanks mom for babysitting the boys! we were this close to throwing in the towel but thankfully wil insisted that we go even if we weren't that hungry. it felt so good to get out, and i could tell such a difference in our attitudes when we were doing our usual parr-doesn't-really-want-to-go-to-bed-between-9-and-1230am-routine-and-only-wants-to-eat. another fun fact of our yummy sushi date was that the tables were so close it was like speed dating but interestingly enough, both tables on either side of us were Americans. a reason why i love our little 'hood.