The evolution of nicknames for Lo: the past 15 ½ months.

You’ve always been Lo, and that will always be true.
You began as Piglet b/c you made oinking noises while trying to find my breast.
Piglet turned into Piggles b/c you were a piglet that wiggled.
Piggles became Pants, no idea why.
Pants became LolaPants, PooPants, and somehow turned into Brains and BittyBrains.
Then we went back to Pants, and PooPants, which just became Poo b/c you have working bowels.
Poo became Fart, then back to Poo, then Booger b/c you had colds a lot.
Booger went back to Poo, then became Pootle (spelled with a T b/c it stands for fart and not the breed of dog).
Pootle became Doodle, and Doodle became Noodle.
At any point in time we may call you any of these names – but for one reason or another, all of these mean Lola.
And they all mean, I love you!

Nothing too exciting.

Lo spent her first night away from home on the 25th of June. It didn’t feel right. She stayed at moms’, so I know she was perfectly safe and fine, and Nick and I slept very well – but we missed her terribly and couldn’t wait to go get her the next morning.
So this past weekend – we dropped her off at moms’ for another night away from home, LOL.
It was just something Nick and I needed. Alone time. Grown up time. Not worrying about the baby waking up if we step too loudly or the dogs bark b/c the wind blows time.
So I think we’re going to maybe start doing that once a month. Do a date night and let her stay at moms’. Our wedding anniversary is on a Friday this year, so she’ll definitely stay with mom then.
It’s starting to slow down at work. I’m still busy, don’t get me wrong, but the phone doesn’t seem to be ringing as much and things don’t seem to be so pressing. Still having inventory issues, but that’ll get worked out with our cycle count – which I hope and pray will happen soon b/c inventory is the bane of my existence.
Other than that, my life is pretty much laundry, dishes, diapers, etc.
Nothing too exciting.