Today the Peanut removed his diaper (his poopy diaper) while standing in the kitchen.

It is entirely possible we are now screwed.

The Peanut had his 15 month well visit today, and after we found out he’s still growing like a weed (1.5 inches in three months), the nurse stabbed him three times for his vaccinations.

There is literally nothing more depressing than watching your child scream and sob in shock and pain. It’s traumatizing for both of us.

In even! better! news I got the estimate for my car… My sad, pathetic skills are going to cost me 1000 bucks to fix. Fail.

My family left this afternoon, flying back to their homes on the west coast… one of the last times my parents will be able to say that. In just a couple of months their home will be here, just shy of five hours from us. We vacillate between joy and terror, but are mainly square in the joy camp. Regular babysitters, regular trips to hang out at their place on the lake (complete with hot tub, fishing, snowmobiles in the winter, etc.) and the wonderful savings of not flying across the country every year = win for us.

It’s going to be really wonderful to have people who love him as much as we do nearby – my mom already has a little kid motorized Jeep picked out for him (oh it only goes five miles an hour honey!).

I believe I’ve maybe slept 16 hours in four days. I am beyond exhausted and have slipped into crazy manic person mode. Which means I’m a) completely bonkers and b) incapable of driving a moving vehicle.

Hence the shredded tire and scratched wheel well that now adorn my car. Apparently trying to back out a long vehicle (Flex), in the dark, when it is full to the brim with people is not in the manic person’s skill set.

It’s all very sad for me, but fortunately this guy was adorable enough to make me feel better.

Fingers crossed that we’ve found a house for my parents. After literally hours of looking at houses for two days, we finally came upon one that we all agree would work. It’s not perfect and the price will need to be negotiated, but it’s a great place right on a lake.

And it has a gorgeous view.

So far my favorite part of house hunting is walking out on frozen lakes. My sister and her boyfriend are just as game as I, so we ventured onto every frozen lake we encountered.

I think my next house will need to be on a lake or pond that freezes, because walking on water is quite a rush.

We’re planning to see a couple of more places tomorrow, but I’m not sure we’ll find what they’re looking for. On the water, gorgeous house, enough space, etc., etc. It’s proving to be difficult, as they each value different things – and the area isn’t exactly rife with homes for sale.

My awesome husband made pancakes this morning. Then he put the Peanut down for a nap and went to take one himself, sending the rest of us off north.

We broke up the five hour drive with an awesome lunch of poutine and peanut butter frosted cupcakes (super healthy), then after dinner with my dad’s new CEO, we surprised him with a german chocolate cake and whiskey to celebrate his 60th birthday.

So far this trip is going to cost five pounds, lol.

We picked up my sister and her boyfriend at the airport today (they’re in town to also help my parents find a house), then headed to lunch at Sweet Cheeks BBQ near Fenway. It was awesome – and we were all so full that dinner didn’t occur until 10PM. And it was the leftovers, lol.

On the way home we encountered a pack of wild turkeys, one of whom decided that crossing the road in front of me seemed like a great plan. Fortunately I had a side seat driver and a back seat driver! 😛 (It did help though, as seconds before it appeared, I got something stuck in my eye and didn’t see them coming.)

I get to drive us five hours north tomorrow. Whee!

My dad turns 60 today, a number that seems light years away for me, but I know is only around the corner. He’s always wanted to go to Thailand, and I think that should be a goal. Next year, we go to Thailand.

My parents are moving to my side of the country. They’ll be five hours away by car, but by car makes it seem close. Really close.

I know it will be great for Oliver and overall we’re pretty happy for them – but also slightly panicked.

It’s much easier to parent the way you want when there’s no one close enough to judge you for it.