Message from Momma

I just wanted to jump in and apologize for Knox getting behind on his writing and picture updates. He has lots to say, but is unfortunately is too busy yelling to get picked up. Being carried around forcing me to do everything one-armed (therefore three times as long) while simultaneously injuring my back is also infringing on his free time. Side note here:

1. We have two arms so you would think that taking away one arm would just double the time and work for the other. As in "with two arms Sue folds the laundry in 10 minutes, but poor Joni with her one arm spends 20 minutes folding the same laundry". Well I can tell you that Sue may get her stuff done in 10, but poor Joni spends half her day one arm deep in towels.
2. I consider it a bit of good luck that so far Knox is barely tipping the scales. Weighing in at 13lb 12oz (as of this afternoon) he is still manageable, but I fear I will be permanently crippled (crooked) in the near future.
3. To all future children, due to the the demands of a certain individual please acquire the ability to cling onto my back of your own accord like a monkey. Thanks.

Lastly, due to his current sleeping habits, Knox may find the once simple task of creating a coherent sentence much more difficult. We thought there was improvement on the sleep front when he made it 7 straight hours 3 nights in a row. We were wrong. Or we were too delirious to realize that the occasional extended nighttime sleep only follows an endless day of various 20 minute cat naps. I have yet to decide which is better, trying to get things done during the day while fighting with a tired (but not sleepy) baby, OR waking up every 3 hours when you really really need sleep, but at least you managed to empty the dishwasher, hang up clothes, and eat lunch all with 2 hands and in a short amount of time that day.

I failed to mention that while Knox is being toted around by one arm or in his sling, he is also grabbing for anything he can reach. There go the days when I could still hold him and eat without the danger of food being pulled into my lap. Oh, and when there is nothing entertaining at hand, there is always my arm within biting distance. The removal of the pulling/grabbing/reaching Knox-monster may be the answer to the Joni-Sue situation.



Lovin' frozen mango. It's a treat and secretly it's a 20 minute distraction.