HAPPY 2009

We stayed up until midnight this year. We ate Thai food and drank old ass champagne and watched Anderson Cooper and Kathy Griffin on CNN. The champagne was pretty bad, God knows how long it sat in the fridge - a year at best - but we didn't realize it until a few gulps in. The aftertaste was blasphemous and we abandoned ship. Sean was asleep upstairs during the turn into the new year and I wanted to go wake him up. Instead I kissed him as I crawled into bed at 12:05 AM.

It is weird to me that Sean just turned one and his little life has technically spanned 3 years (2007, '08 and '09). We're making an effort to not let him watch so much Yo Gabba Gabba. I know it can't be good - and boy does he love it too much. He asks for it by name but declines using his other words - mama - dada, etc. But he can say Yo Gabba Gabba. Guess it's another failure notch on my belt. Yeah I'm down on myself. I'm still thinking about having Jack Foley take more pictures of us. Yeah, I have a new haircut and I'd wear a different dress. We'll see if I can let that one go.

A very short list of things I want for Sean this year: to begin saying words, walking (he is standing for short periods without holding onto thigns)...to feel loved, safe and well-fed. To grow in all the ways he's supposed to. To not have any harm bestowed upon him from those insane vaccination shots that I hate subjecting him to. To not be bored. To have some little friends. To not be grumpy. To sleep through the night. To sleep in his crib (am I pushing things or what?)

xo