Cry Baby



Baby boy is on the move! James is sooooo close to crawling. He basically gets up on all fours, rocks a bit, moves into the downward dog and then face plants on the carpet. This is not usually painful, unless he's on hardwood or tile, or sitting directly in front of the coffee table.
I keep trying to picture my last day with these kids but I don't think I'm ready to follow through with it yet. In my mind, the day will go something like this:

8:25 Arrive at work (25 minutes late)
9:00 Tell Erin to stop watching TV in the basement. Fight ensues.
9:15 Realize I've lost another fight to a 6 year old.
9:30 Change Claire's poopy diaper and get sad about it b/c it might be the last time
9:45 Change James' poopy diaper, but don't get sad b/c there will be more this afternoon
10:30 Watch Molly put her babies 'to bed' (all 15 of them) spread out across the foyer. Cry because it's so damn cute
11:00 Try to get Kathy to take us out to lunch, preferably at Happy Joe's.
11:30 Eat the shit out of that cinnamon pizza. Cry because this will be the last time I eat lunch in an arcade setting for awhile.
12:30 Put Claire to sleep in her big girl bed. Cry, just because.
1:00 Swaddle the crap out of James to get him to sleep. Pass out on the couch holding him. Cry in my sleep.
2:00 Wake up. Catch my last real time episode of General Hospital. Cry because Jason and Sam can't seem to get back together.
3:00 Make sure Erin is still alive in the basement. She is, but Molly is seriously annoying her!
3:30 Update Facebook status : Anne Simon is leaving on a jetplane. Don't know when I'll be back again.
4:00 Change James' poopy diaper. Cry because this probably is the last one.
4:30 Play.
5:00 Commence panic attack.
5:30 Call Elsevier. Tell them I can't accept their job offer because I've developed an attachment disorder to a 2 year old.
5:45 Give the girls a hug and a kiss and a high five and a shake and a bump. Cry. Awkwardly hug Kathy and Tom. Tell the girls to have a great time in Florida.
6:00 Leave. Cry. Drink. Move on.

That's all I've got so far. I'll do live updates day of, if for no other reason than to retain my sanity. Can this really be the end of Annie the Nanny?! Annie the Editorial Assistant doesn't quite have the same ring to it.

Phun with Photo Booth

Photo Booth is truly spectacular when you are missing one of your front teeth.
Yeah, she would still be cute even in she had an abscess in her cheek.
This is the shot I will use when I audition for America's Next Top Model. I'm a shoe-in!