Jordin’s outfit was a mess and I was not a huge fan of her cover.
I love Blake. (and I love The Cure)
Chris is boring. (both of them)
LaKisha is awesome…and I liked her dress.
Melinda had super cute hair and her performance was fabulous.
Gina rocked!
Haley should not try and cover Cyndi
Phil was fine.
And I think Paula was sober….
…was Sanjaya thinking? OH MY GOD! I had rehearsal last night…so I am just now watching AI and I am amazed.
Ok at this point he has to know that he is totally being played. I would feel sorry for him…but I just can’t. He has to know he sucks! If he doesn’t then he is stupid. Part of me thinks he knows….would he have seriously come out with that STUPID F*CKING HAIR if he was taking the competition seriously?
I would hope not.
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I called the Target across town…they had the right size. I zoomed over there and picked it up. Scout looked about as FREAKING cute as humanly possible in the damn thing. It was sooooo worth it! I can’t wait to see the pictures! I will post them for your viewing pleasure as soon as I get them.
My weird child doesn’t seem very interested even in CHOCOLATE milk! I bought some of the strawberry stuff and she actually drank the milk. It isn’t any worse than chocolate right?
She didn’t gulp down tons of it or anything…but she didn’t spit it out this time. Progress….
Scout is old enough to drink milk. Whole milk. (blech) She needs it for her brain. She doesn’t like it. I don’t know how to convince her to like it. So if she doesn’t drink enough will her brain shrivel up and become useless? I hope not. It would exhausting carting her heavy booty around with her tiny shriveled brain inside doing nothing. I guess she might weigh a little less if her brain shriveled up. I don’t know enough about brains.
I haven’t posted because I wasn’t ready for my letter to Scout to be moved down on the list…but it has been a week.
Today I had to exchange our empty propane tank for a full one. I hate doing this. I get all neurotic about haveing the tank in my car. It is silly I guess…but the whole time it is there…i am imagining it exploding. I took Scout to my Grandmother’s and dropped her off for a little visit. I came back home got the empty tank and headed to Home Depot. I grabbed a cart and put the tank in it. I rolled on in and told the lady I needed to exchange the tank. She was totally freaked out that I brought the empty tank into the store… this only fuels my fear of driving the dam thing around in my car. So I exchanged the stupid thing and then I drive it home and leave it…before I go pick up Scout. (I can’t risk blowing both of us up)
So what do you think? Am I the only one who is a freak?
Scout is having her 1 year pictures made tomorrow. I had planned on her wearing a dress for some and a bunny suit for some. I tried the bunny suit on her this morning…and it is too short. DAMN IT! I went to Target to exchange it for a bigger size….and they didn’t have the right one!!! DAMN IT! I hate not being able to continue my plan to torture her in costume for the next few years! There was a chick costume…but it wasn’t as cute. The bunny was perfect! I am trying to decide if it would be insane to go across town to the other Target and check out the bunny costume status. I may call them. That seems less crazy. right?
My Dearest Scout,
I cannot believe that you have been here a whole year and yet I cannot imagine what I did before you arrived.
I remember the anticipation of slowly watching two pink lines appear. I remember handing your Daddy a book called Me and My Dad and the moment it took him to realize what that meant. I remember thinking that we should wait to tell people…just in case (and then having to tell just one more person about you).Pregnancy was not my friend in the end but you, my dear, were worth it. The day you were born was a little less than traditional. You were scheduled to be delivered via Cesarean Section because I was sick. Daddy and I got up that morning and did normal things. I showered and made sure I had everything I needed for the hospital. Daddy ran around all crazy making sure he had all the necessary gadgets he felt your birth required. We got to the hospital about 1pm and your Sweetie was already there waiting. We checked in and got settled. You were scheduled for release at 3pm. We were entertained by Elaine and Alicia who were there to help welcome you into the world. At about 3:15 they rolled me into the delivery room with Daddy (and his camera) right behind me. Someday when you are older (and of a stronger constitution) you can watch the video of how you came into our world. You were born at 3:37 pm CST. When I heard your first cry I got tears in my eyes. When the nurse called out “4 pounds 14 ounces” my heart stopped. That is a little baby. I had never known a baby that little. All I could think was that I needed to see you and hold you. Every crazy thought possible was racing through my head and I had to know if you were all right. The neonatologist brought you over to me and when I saw your tiny little body I started to cry. I kissed your cheek and asked if you were going to the “well-baby” nursery. You were perfect…just little. Daddy took you upstairs and gave you your first bath and checked you out while I went to recovery.
When they finally took me upstairs and put you in my arms….I felt the world stop. I couldn’t then (and still can’t now) believe that you were mine.
So many people came to see you in the hospital. Everyone wanted to meet you….you were (and are) very popular. A couple of days later we brought you home. I tried putting you in the bassinet to sleep at night but I couldn’t sleep because I had to check on you constantly. Finally, I just gave in and put you in the bed between Daddy and me (poo-pooers be damned)! That is where you slept for the next 6 months.
You were an easy baby most of the time. You didn’t take to nursing as easily as I would have liked…but we toughed it out and now you are a champ 
You were on house arrest for the first 2 months and I thought we would both go crazy!
As soon as you got the green light, we were off. We took you to Atlanta to the Georgia Aquarium for your first outing! You were so overwhelmed that you slept almost the entire time in the baby bjorn. So at least we didn’t have to pay for you to get in.
You took your first trip to the beach over 4th of July with Mommy and Daddy and the Hyatt clan. You have always loved Elyse.
You went to see Seussical, your first musical, starring Uncle Sarah as Mayzie. You loved it!
You started getting teeth and became the devil.
You spent a lot of time cutting teeth and not so much time gettng hair. You now have a mouth full of teeth and NO hair. I think you might need to take a long hard look at your priorities.
You are very tolerant of my need to costume you and there has never been a prettier Octopus!
You got one tooth after the other…and you had your moments but all you had to do was grin that “whole face” grin of yours and I would (temporarily) forget the evil that lurked in your soul those days. 
You had your first Christmas and as we expected…you wanted to play with the boxes. 
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You didn’t manage to make it to midnight on New Year’s Eve…but it is just as well. You are too young to appreciate the drunken version of “Mandy” that still warms my heart.
The last couple of months you have started becoming such a little person. You have opinions (they often clash with mine…so they are wrong). You are developing some independence.
And you have killer timing.
You had your first birthday party and you were so happy to finally eat cake!
I hope you enjoyed it…because I don’t know if I can handle another one for a few years!
My favorite part of the day is coming into your room after you wake up and getting you out of your crib. You are usually playing and talking to you monkeys or your paci … but as soon as you see me …your whole face lights up and I know that mine does too.
Until I met you I had never really loved anything or anyone with such unconditional love. You amaze me. You have the power to change the world. I know, because you have changed mine.
Happy First Birthday, My Precious Monster.
I love you,
Mommy
He left last Thursday and he won’t be back until Wednesday. We miss him. I have no desire to be a single parent. He is in charge of baths! Now that is not to say that Scout hasn’t had a bath since he left…she is so clean she sparkles. I just miss him being here. We kept pretty busy this weekend so that helped… and we have lots to do before he gets back. So I guess we will survive! He will be home for a week before he leaves again.
In other news….my tummy is VERY upset this morning.
I love this…there is something so sweet about it.
