Friday, January 5, 2007

domestic horrors (an exaggeration)

i am feeling a bit terrified of my family at the moment:

sophie, who is usually a very good natured baby, has been a 17-pound ball of terror recently. i think she may be teething and having a growth spurt and honing her separation anxiety all at the same time. eventually she'll just rotate her head 360 degrees and i'll know for sure (that would actually explain a lot).

poor gus isn't necessarily terrifying, but he has had major worries today because he did something he rather regrets. he bought a pen at target this morning that had a stress-relieving squishy ball on top of it, and he put it in his mouth to chew on it (why?) and it blew up. orange-y, liquid-y, plastic-y goo was everywhere, and i'm pretty sure i saw the beads roll and reconnect with each other like the bad guy's matter in terminator II. it completely freaked him out (and me as well) and, ironically, this stupid stress-relieving pen has induced more anxiety in him than one could have imagined possible. he has come screaming out of the playroom several times this afternoon going "amigoingtobeokay?!? amigoingtobeokay?!? amigoingtodie?!? areyousurei'malright?!?" i should have taken pictures, but that probably would have been considered cruel.

and, rounding out the terror, rich has a patient with flesh eating bacteria. seriously. actual flesh eating bacteria all around the eye that he has to go in and see every 6-12 hours. i am keeping a 10 foot distance from him, alcohol-based gel sanitizer on me, and he isn't allowed anywhere near sophie (i figure gus is done for after today anyway, so they can keep each other company). rich keeps telling me "people are around bacteria all the time; as long as you're healthy, you're fine...blah blah blah (insert charlie brown's teacher's voice here)," and i'm sure he's right, but i saw the pictures of this poor guy and i am unsettled and staying the hell away from him.

quite a day...below are images of less terrifying times (last night).

sophie gettin' washed like a chicken


why does sophie get to take a bath in the sink?


big splash!


excuse me, but this is my bath...


what'd he put down there?

1 comment:

  1. I am laughing out loud at Sophie as a chicken. Stay the hell away from Rich - Love you Rich.

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