Heather K Stratton

So my little girl just turned two, and boy is she showing her age. Terrible two, yes but please why does she have to be so determined? Well she had a great party very casual and she loved her gifts. Of course Susie gave one of the best gifts, a baby doll with her own little carrying case and bottles. She has slept with her doll every night sense.  It has helped with our nightly routine she loves to wrap up her baby and give her a bottle.

Her b-day presents.

I took my little girl to her two year old check up and she was spectacular.  She did not cry when she got her shot and she is growing so well. She now reached the forty three percentile in weight. Considering she has been under twenty five percentile this is a huge landmark.  She also did not complain when the doctor was doing all of her checking, the pushing on the stomach and checking out her breathing. The doctor said that the two year old check up is usually the hardest but she was great. So as we were leaving and I was feeling like the poster child for parenting Venice showed me that you never can let your guard down. We were getting out of the elevator and walking toward the car and I like letting her walk on her own so she was all of a sudden not next to me and I turned around in a flash and she was just walking back onto the elevator. I ran into the elevator and the doors were closing but jammed back as I ran in. I have never been as scared in my whole life as I was looking at my little girl all alone in an elevator and knowing the doors could close at any time and I would not know where to go. She could end up on any floor. I grabbed her and held her so tight.

Just a reminder of why I am moving, we had a friend over for “Bromance” night. He is a smoker so when we stepped outside for him to clear his lungs, and there were two police officers going through a truck just outside of our porch. We could over hear them and they were saying all of the things they were finding in this guy’s truck. This was comical and went as the following:

Boxes of porn X3

Porn collage

Gun

Bag of urine

I sat there in complete shock. What the crap? Who carries a bag of urine in their truck? And my husband said, “I say hi to the guy who owns that truck almost every morning.” Which of course let to all kinds of things he could say next time he sees him. Then we went back inside to continue the laugh off at “Bromance”.

P.S. If you are wondering as I was what Bromace is there is where you can find the urban dictonary's definition.