Terrible

So I'm a terrible blogger. . . does that make me a terrible mom? I hope not. Although, this weeks events lead me to question if I'm cut out for a little boy. No, nothing terrible happened, but there is so much rough housing that goes on, I'm not sure I have the energy. Can't we just have a tea party?!!

Needless to say Colm has a scrape on his upper lip and a bump on his head. (deep breath) Of course, both bother me more than they bother him. What else would you expect with a two year old? I got a photo of the lip so I'll post it tomorrow (wishful thinking, I know). I need to start an injury wall of fame.

On another note, this whole deal with Natasha Richardson scares the crap out of me. How many times has Colm bumped his head?? Too many to count! How am I to know if one bump causes an internal brain bleed? I already make sure he's breathing every night, now I have to make him wear a helmet all the time!

No one said parenting would be easy, did they?

Super Colm

SUPER COLM!!!!!! Thanks to "Aunt" Julie, Colm has a new identity (as does the ever elusive Audrey). What better to do with our days then to run up and down the hallway at Grandma's house yelling "SUPER COLM" at the top of our lungs. Of course, we needed to take a momentary break to wipe the tears away when we accidently snapped the mask against. . . thoughts for another entry. . .

Be on the lookout - you never know when Super Colm will be in your neighborhood!

Who would have ever thought something so. . . absolutely adorable would drive me bananas! Well, not really. I haven't been able to see the guy in a couple days due to our schedules and am really excited that my dinner meeting has been cancelled for tonight. That means we get to hang out. And what a mamma's boy.

The Beginning

Good afternoon all. I'm writing this post as I'm doing my daily check in with my son, Colm. As usual, he is napping and my mother (my all important babysitter) cheefully answered the phone. It has been a typical day: watched their morning shows (they are adicted to Regis) then went to downstairs to "play trains". For all the parents of little boys, my son is in love with GeoTrax.

I decided to start this blog for two reasons, Colm has a number of relatives who live in other states around the country who I thought might like to read about and keep up with some of his daily musings. The other is more practical, work research. I have been directed to help get our association members to better follow the "updated online community". How better to do that then begin my own method of madness. Will I find enough to write about, I don't know. It seems odd that I've been able to fill up a couple of paragraphs already with nothing but pure nonesense.

So, from now on, check back for regular updates on the funny and not so funny side of raising a 2 year old! Comment long and often.