Ordered Odin clothes from GAP/Old Navy and Osh Gosh today. He’s still in his 12 month stuff but I needed some more summer stuff and then I figured while I had coupons and sales codes I’d get some 18 month stuff.
I can’t believe it. 18 month clothes. I’m going to miss all his cute smaller stuff. I was sad when I put away his 6-12 month stuff because I loved it so much. Odin was so sad too, not.
I try not to buy too much online but the stores just don’t seem to have anything I like in 18 month size. Target is great for the littles or the 3ts and up. So I saved some money and some gas and ordered.
Where do you all get your great baby duds? I am always looking for new places to shop.
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I think I’ll follow suit and deal with it when he gets a little older and becomes more aware. :) although he already has an affinity to the playstation controller.
Do I let him have this for his birthday? It’s a gift from my brther’s family?
My stand of electronics…
He maybe gets an hour of TV, usually less. He doesn’t play with our phones or computers. No DVD player in the car. He gets constant music.
It’s been a battle in my brain to deside what I’m okay with. I know everything in moderation but I don’t want him to get in the bad habit of wanting to play with everyone’s phone, Nintendo d, psvita, etc. I guess I know I am part of teaching him that.
Anyway what do my wonderful tummomblr friends think?
If anyone knows of any mommies or daddies in need of help in Oklahoma and they are accepting donations, please share their info or you can pm me.
We’re making donations to the standard groups but I’d like to remember the little ones lost at the two schools hit with a little more of a focused donation.
So I am beginning to get items for Odin’s first birthday. I stopped bouncing ideas against my mom since she argues everything I think of. She doesn’t quite get my “progressive,”“wooden,”“active,” items or toys.
I requested wooden toys along with some activity cubes with doors,…
She doesn’t really think ahead. “He isn’t walking yet…” “Isn’t that expensive just for him to slam on?” He will most likely be walking any day and he dribbles bottle on his stroller and car seat and on furniture, and that stuff isn’t cheap.
She doesn’t understand investment toys. Things I feel will last and grow with him. I see some toys I think he’ll use now differently then he’ll use later. I also really like simple, wooden toys and so does he. He doesn’t seem to care much for the lights, bells and whistles of the fisher price toy de jour (not that there is anything wrong with those toys, we do have ballapalooza).
She also is a bargain shopper but in a hoarding way (a whole other blog topic). She sees things in the garbage or at Sam’s club and collects them. I am grateful that she thinks of us but the kid doesn’t need five tricycles. Also we live in 800 square ft and are showing our condo weekly. So she just doesn’t listen. Wow…this turned into a mom vent.
She does this weird thing where if you suggest something no matter what, she has a better idea. I am so far from like that I really don’t understand why she does this. Story of my life :)
I love her and but she doesn’t trust my ideas or my judgment and it pisses me off because I am 31, and I have all the things that matter to her (not so much to me).
(Is that the phrase?)
Today I purchased Odin’s main birthday gifts from us. I of course want fun stuff for him but things with substance that he can learn from. I can’t be completely uptight and worry about everything being educational.
So he’s getting his fancy piano, Radio Flyer Roadster and some Melissa and Doug latches boards. We have a really small condo so I had to control myself. I also didn’t want to break the bank as we are going on a vacation after his birthday.
I am sure little items will be picked up here and there and I am still trying to decide what our second language will be.
Cheers to your spouses car being in the shop and having to pick him up at almost 12 am. Cheers to the baby waking from 12 am to 1:30 am and him not wanting to sleep. Three Billy Joel songs, one Bob Dylan and one Rolling Stone’s song did the trick.
The icing on the cake, the horse aka the giant dog waking us up at 3 am because suddenly he hates us. Poor husband went for the walk with us.
The night could of been worse. Feels like I got an hour of sleep.
Just a silly vent.