after hours

administrivia:

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jesse has kidney stones in BOTH kidneys. at least he's thorough. thanks to our so-called "platinum" insurance he has to get a referral from our primary care doctor to be able to go see a specialist (aka urologist) and have that covered. this adorable little piece of red tape effectively turns one appointment into two and one copay into two. AWESOME! the vicodin bottle isn't empty yet and contractions haven't begun, so we're good in this HMO holding pattern of love right now (it's actually an EPO).

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secondly, i am a lazy ass and don't feel like sewing/crafting anything lately. to push myself to have to do it i have decided to do regular giveaways. since i'm putting out though, i am gonna make it so i get something in return (why buy the cow...?). that said, the giveaways will happen every time we get 5 more official followers (just click the follow button yonder---->). this should happen pretty rarely keeping the novelty of the giveaway fresh and preventing me from becoming a sweatshop. for you people who are already followers, well, i guess you could tell a friend to follow or make up a fake identity (i think only lena would do this), but i will go ahead and spot y'all 2 giveaways for 50 followers and 55. post on the details of these forthcoming.

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main post:

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judah would be a horrible poker player. first, because he's 9 months old (TODAY!) and if he was capable of learning what "flush" meant, i can assure you that we'd teach him the non-poker meaning first. secondly, he would stink at poker because he has a HUGE tell. whenever he is ready to nap he rubs his eyes with his fists the way you would if you were playing charades and got "sleepy" as your clue. it's quite handy.

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last night judah was rubbing his eyes in the tub so i put him in his pj's and gave him his last bottle. he didn't even finish the whole thing (rare) before he was nuzzling up against me and closing his eyes. so i plopped him down in his crib and left. he went totally still with eyes closed the moment he hit the sheets (like always). then when i was turning off the light and closing the door i see him pop right up onto all fours and then into a sitting up position. i was like, "FAKER!" but still left, per sleep training protocol, expecting him to cry for a bit and then lay back down.

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well, i was reading in the living room and rather than hearing him cry, i hear him jabbering at himself in a half pleased/half spazzy manner. i wonder what he is doing in there in the dark, so i sneak in with my camera and this is what i see:

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busted!

we have come in to find him standing in the crib lots of times before, but it's usually in the morning when he's ready to get up and he's crying for us. this was just funny because he couldn't have cared less if i came in and joined him or if the lights were on, he was just be-bopping around yammering like a ferret(?) in the dark. plus the fact that he seemed to fake sleep to get me out of the room.

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he was being so dang funny and hyper, especially compared to the sleeper muffin he had been minutes earlier that i had to video him up after hours:

he was such a happy little popinjay that i decided to give him 30 more minutes of playtime. he just stood up by the coffee table and played with toys and highlighters the whole time: no whining or falling or screaming for me. i sat across from him on the couch and read and took pictures the whole time. it was adorable and made me feel bad for ever thinking he was high maintenance.
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judah gets "high"


adorable little snuggy-gremlin

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happy .75 birthday judah-bug. you can stay up and play with us whenever you want to.