We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
So, because I am a supportive husband and I love my lovely, expectant wife I decided to make her day last week and fork out $11 at Ross on a birth ball. Now, to those who are not up to speed with the exciting world of the stork, a birth ball is a big rubber ball that a laboring woman can sit on, lean on, bounce on, roll on or throw at her husband. Birth balls are becoming rather popular and take up sizable real estate in almost every book and class concerning embryonic sporting.
It turns out, however, that birth balls do not actually exist, but are the marketing brain child of some guy out there in the exercise ball industry interested in padding his retirement fund with an extra $11. And to really rub it in our faces, he didn’t even bother changing the packaging.
Luckily for us, though, he also left us little gems of modern fitness such as this:
And this wonderful safety advice:
My favorite part is the picture of the guy falling off of the ball. I’m pretty sure I would look like that (complete with one straight leg and one bent leg that when put together are probably different lengths) if I ever fall off of an exercise ball.
i’ve fallen off one of those balls, and it wasn’t tooooo serious if you know what i mean.
i also find the balls helpful for bouncing baby (ever so gently) to sleep while holding him or her. if only i could draw a basic diagram to further illustrate my point….
Diana, when you fell off of the ball did it make one gigantic spark?
Because if so…
Elephants at the circus stand on balls, I don’t see why people can’t, too.
i saw the elephat at the circus the other day. none of them were standing on balls. i want my free money back. they don’t make circus elephants like they used to