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Here’s a sneak peek at a new papercraft toy I developed for the 9 to 5… It’ll be debuting at San Diego Comicon 2008 (San Diego means whale vagina in German you know)!

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Buffalo was great. The kids did fine on the car ride and slept well while there so I was happy. Griffin even ate well. Paisley ate even better….she had a slice of apple, piece of zucchini (big chunk), hunk of sausage, piece of corn on the cob, and part of a hamburger bun. She demolished it all without any teeth!!! haha. Kevin was amazed!!

I go back to work tomorrow. It’s been crazy with this much time off. I need to get my head back in the game. Summer is flying by and I have some to-do lists to accomplish. I feel like we’ll be planning P’s 1st birthday before we know it. Sheesh…

Today is a hot one. We met Nat and Mary early at the playground and had a couple hours of fun there. P is now napping and Griffin is hopefully heading there soon. I have been doing this muffin cup trick for getting Griffin to eat and it is working really well. I continue to give him things I know he’ll eat but he is actually eating them as opposed to refusing, demanding cookies or donuts, and then just being hell on wheels because he didn’t eat. I am also glad he is becoming less dependent (or we are) on the kefir smoothies. I don’t mind if he has 3/day but for awhile he was living on them 5-6/day because he wouldn’t eat much else.

So, Griffin loves his Uncle John.  He loves him a lot.  He just might love him too much after my experience yesterday

The man working on my grandmother’s condo came by to pick up some money.  We were outside to meet him and I said to Griffin, “this man’s name is John, just like your Uncle John.”  Well, immediately this made this John “good people” in Griffin’s book.  He asked him to come inside with him, into his house, his friend John.  Although John has a child (his is around Paisley’s age) he didn’t understand Griffin and told him, “it’s ok.  I’m leaving in a second and then you can go back inside your house.”

So, a few moments later Griffin heads for the door, John walks to his car, and I proceed to follow Griffin into the house. THIS is where it gets ugly.  He runs screaming after John, “my friend, my John. no go.  come with me now, in my house.”  Full on tantrum on the front lawn as JOhn looks back at me unsure whether to run or come try to help me (he drove away :))  15 minutes and the tears were still flowing for John.

Guess there is just something in the name for him???  hahahha