random Z

i'm not sure what the deal is, when i'm not at the computer i think of tons of thinks i need to write about & when i get on the computer i'm everywhere else but here. then when i finally get here i'm reading everyone else's stories, then i start messing with my layout. even when i post, i write something & it takes me a few days to get it typed out & presentable.

a few Z stories:
- the first time Z bathed with his slinged arm i wrapped it up in a big plastic [heavy dept store] bag & used a large twist tie to fasten it. a few days later when B was helping Z get ready for his bath & Z told him what i'd done, B said "sometimes your momma does things like a man"

- B made his own cast-cover-upper - it was a trash bag & scotch tape wound around Z's tiny arm in every conceivable direction at least 4 different times. [trust me it was fun getting it off while Z was telling me his arm was hurting bc it was on so tight.] although B's wrap up may have been more water-proof than mine, his was also cutting off Z's circulation, so this "woman's man way" is how we do it!

- the other day we were at Z's school & noticed the fire hydrant is now completely encircled by several large trashcans that are all chained together. a little late for the Z...wonder if they're going to pad all the playground flooring next?

- one night Z was in the tub, B & I were wrestling in the living room. [yeah, i totally wrestle a marine that's 2x my weight & 8 inches taller than me....bc i'm dumb like that!] evidently Z heard the grunting,snorting & laughing & knew exactly what was going on & in his sweet little voice he hollars out: "get him momma!!!!"