because they put more layers between me and the pee! we are currently waiting for some more prefolds to come, meaning we have to wash a little more often and none of them were quite dry yet when I changed her this morning, so she had to wear a stupid disposable. so she was sitting on my lap looking at a book with me and suddenly I feel very warm and wet… I lifted her up and sure enough! she may as well not even have been wearing a diaper at all… seriously, cloth diapers ROcK!!! it takes a little bit to get into the swing of things and find what you like best and get your systems organized, but wow, soooo worth it, cause pee is not the only thing they keep in really well, and the other stuff is slightly less funny IMHO. I had always heard that cding is addicting, but I didn’t expect it was that true. Maeve has also only had one or maybe two disposable wipes used on her sweet little bottom, and zero rashes to date. spending a couple hundred dollars up front instead of $60 or so a month isn’t bad, either! oh yeah, and we won’t have more diapering expenses to speak of with any future children… we are certainly super happy for the little portable washer my brothers and some friends bought us!!! it seems so strange to be this happy about diapers…
I didn’t know it was possible for time to go faster than it did pre-child, but lo and behold. in some ways it is nice because, well, weekends are swell… however, it’s hard to get stuff done when you’re blinking so fast. we STILL haven’t gotten the rest of the announcements sent out, or re-sent as in some cases. not to mention there are several rather important thank yous that still need to be written. that would, though, mean that we would have to actually have cards to write in, and therein lies part of the problem. that and our overwhelming desire to procrastinate, particularly on weekends. when it only affects us (however much something CAN only affect oneself) we don’t care as much – it’s like a last ditch effort to pretend we’re still kids. no, I mean to find something good about being an adult :-) hmmm. nevermind. the point is, I hope we don’t teach our kids to be too lazy. well, we’re on our second load of laundry, and David already had a nap, AND I’m writing this post. oh, and we watched the season finale of The Office while eating breakfast. humph, when does the next season start. they really screwed us over there – only 21 episodes! anyway, I actually also did some regular work earlier, too, and I think we’ll be continuing more of that after I finish this. we were just mentioning that to our pastors when explaining why we always have something to do – the work is always there staring us in the face (or the back of the head if we try to ignore it) can’t just come home and do whatever it is other people do besides all the usual housework. but we like it that way. aaah, my contact just tried to visit my brain! (I just reread that and thought I should clarify that I meant the one with which my eyeball is able to see better)
anyway, last night David was abducted into the world of paintballing. I really don’t feel that is too strong of a word to use. I figured it would probably happen, but when I called him to see how it was going (because it was almost dark and one of the guys had already returned home limping) I could immediately hear it in his voice. this was further confirmed an hour after we got home and he was still describing his time in vivid and animated detail. I pointed out his numerous welts, which he claimed he barely even felt, including one on his backside which he wouldn’t believe me was there until he looked in the mirror. then this morning some of the first words out of his mouth again mentioned the fateful night, and even now he just managed to pull himself away from stalking guns on ebay… I’m fine with it, though, I have to admit. in our arduous (pretty onesided) conversation last night I nonchalantly said “so, I guess this means you probably don’t care about going hunting anymore? I mean, it would probably be pretty boring after that, right?” and he agreed. woohoo, no real guns! it’s also very helpful that one of the middle-aged guys from church managed to become addicted before David and thus build a paintball thingy (the technical term is escaping me) just a couple of blocks away. yes, veeeery helpful. I also have to admit, I’m rather happy to have a sweet little girl who likely won’t be so interested in trying to find as many ways to hurt herself as boys seem to be so fond of… because paintball guns are still kinda dangerous.
last night I was talking with David, more listening, really, and I wanted something else to do so I bit off my nails. gross? lame? really, how much do you only do one thing at a time? when I’m working I often listen to a talk show to stay caught up on current events and such… when I’m feeding Maeve I am also talking to her, and surfing the internet or praying… when we eat at our house we are also either talking or listening to or watching something… when we’re driving we’re also talking and/or listening to a talk show or music… or sometimes preparing Maeve’s next meal, haha. well, at the very least, no matter what you’re doing I hope you’re also thinking. if not, you might have a problem on your hands.
as much as this blog is meant to keep you updated on our lives and such, it seems that there are not that many facts that we actually divulge about our lives… like, we now have three computers. but see, there are certain things maybe we don’t want you to know :-) some people might unduly assume that we are rich or something. but when the people in charge of statistics do stuff they gage richness on how many cars you have, and we only have one and it is 11 years old with a dented in front, some dings in the windshield, a glovebox held up by a blue wire, and a weird noise from the tires that shows up every now and again, even though we had them rotated and balanced. oh, and the tinted windows have scratches in them from moving big items. oh what the hey, we are rich compared to the vast majority of the world who don’t have big items to move around. and I guess some statistics people probably do measure in computers. so thank you, God for providing for us and blessing us so richly! (and for brothers who give us good deals on computers :-) ) did I mention that one of the computers is really ghetto? it’s taped and everything. that reminds me. David’s been a real maintenance man as of late. he fixed said computer so that the average joe can turn it on again (bad connections meant that only I with a practiced magical touch could coax it on) I had already mentioned at some point that he fixed a fan thing in our car. and just the night before last he fixed our garbage disposal! yep, he’s my manly man.
here are some more pictures of our little girl.
