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Whoorlito – 7 Month Update

This morning, I noticed in the Nabbalicious Margarita Recap that she mentioned “Tales of Wito’s adorableness are no fib, either. In fact, I think Whoorl totally underplays how cute he is.” Um, is that like an INVITATION to boast and spew forth all things Wito? My precious, old soul Wito?

Sounds like it to me, and how appropriate that it’s time for an update.

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I chose this photo because it accurately represents Wito 95% of the time. Just taking it all in…intently curious, yet calm. It’s challenging coming up with words to describe his personality, but ones that come to mind would be:

Happy. Peaceful. Mellow. Extremely observant. Intense when excited. Is this an ad for a dating service?

May I annoy you and brag a teensy bit? I promise it will be short. He is such a pleasure to be around. SUCH a pleasure. He loves to “talk” on the phone to my parents and sister and is currently lobbying the Olympic committee in hopes of adding The Jumperoo as a winter sport. He rarely fusses, cries maybe once a week and sleeps like a champ. The child hasn’t slept less than 12 hours at night in months. Literally. D and I were trying to remember the last time he woke up in the middle of the night and I think it was 3-4 months ago. These types of things make a lady very happy. Maybe his size has something to do with it…did I mention Wito was 22 pounds and off the charts for height at his 6-month checkup?! The boy is mammoth.

And yes, we all know what is going to happen tonight since I actually published this paragraph to the world. The Braggy Blog Phenomenon. This coupled with the upcoming developmental changes might have me eating my words, but up until this point, he has been nothing short of an angel.

And that’s why I have to say, regardless of what happens in the future, Wito deserves to be acclaimed today. I am so proud of him. It’s not about about whose child is cuter or funnier or developmentally superior, it’s about the bliss we experience in their presence. Right, my bitches? For me, it’s the calm (yes, calm) he brings to my frenzied mind. And okay, he’s fucking CUTE. I feel like most of this blog revolves around my irks and whatnot, but today, I can confidently say I have no irks with Wito. **Cliche Alert** He is such a blessing and I’m so lucky.

But SHIT kid, I’m running out of material. Could you help me out, yo?

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Let’s Start at the Beginning

The past week has been full of entertainment. Full of friends, family, travel, semi-birthdays and such. Today, however, I don’t think I can even delve into to my Oklahoma excursion before paying proper respect to my (formerly blog but now real-life) friends Darren and Nabbalicious.

You all read Darren and Nabbalicious, right? Of COURSE you do, Whoorl don’t raise no fools. But if for some reason you don’t, I don’t think we can be friendly anymore. Peace be with you.

Now leave. Seriously.

Wait, come back! Hello?

The three of us decided over email to meet during their visit from the East Coast. They are planning on moving out to LA in the future, so I immediately decided to get them down to the beach and put the hard sell on my neck of the woods. We planned for a Monday lunch date because I was leaving for Oklahoma early the next morning and of course, needed to spend the afternoon and evening obsessively packing and mumbling to myself.

I normally do not plan anything the day before I leave for a trip. You see, we don’t want to disturb Whoorl’s harmony and balance with the world. We like to slowly and effectively complete the following tasks.

1) Creating the packing list. Written list for baby. Written list for Whoorl.
2) Re-write the packing list to combine previous lists; including color customization and placement.
3) Fold clothes using tissue paper to prevent creases.
4) Pack bag.
5) Rearrange packing.
6) Check weather reports for possible travel snafus.
7) Practice holding baby, taking off shoes and folding down the stroller with one hand. Whoorl does not want to hold up the security line at the airport. Practice until tasks are complete within 10 seconds.
8) Calculate amount of formula needed in diaper bag if flights are canceled, earthquakes shut down airport, or get lost in a snowstorm.
9) Sit on bed and stare at luggage.
10) Lather, rinse, repeat.

I know what you are thinking…”How can Whoorl be so laid back?” I don’t know, people. It’s a gift. However, might I inform you that Wito completed his 14th flight in 7 months without ever having a meltdown. Coincidence or the work of a planning genius? (dun-dun-DUNNNNNN)

So, against my innate tendencies, I scheduled the lunch. I figured if anyone understood my packing issue, it would be Nabbalicious. Have you seen this? It’s like heroin in my veins.

We met around noon, grabbed some lunch and strolled down to the beach. On our way back, Darren and I discussed favorite beers, which led to all sorts of alcohol tidbits and my famous recipe for margaritas.

And you can guess what happened next. A little bit of this:

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And a little bit of that:

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photos courtesy of Darren and Nabbalicious. Have I mentioned Darren and Nabbalicious?

And a little bit of calling my husband at work several hours later sounding something like this:

Whoorl: D! Baaaby! I looooove Dawrrren and Nabbi! We’s besh fwreends! I make the tashiest mahgereetas! I shoould thow down with Booby Flay!

D: Wow. I take it you’ve made lots of margaritas.

Whoorl: Who knows?! I made new fwreends! Nabbi’s sho pretty and Dawrren’s soooooo funny and tawl! Is it dawk outschide? When you comin’ home, baaaby?? Rawrrrrrrr.

D: Um, are you ready for your trip tomorrow morning?

Whoorl: Huh?

Two lessons to be learned, cronies. First off, do not plan a “quick” get-together with amazingly cool people such as these two when you have shit to do. And secondly, everything always falls into place. Relax, will ya?

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Shiny Hair!


Shiny Brunettes, Blonds and Redheads Unite!

As I sit here in Oklahoma, my father tells me there are only two types of bad hair. Thin and Curly. I ask him about my curls and he responds that mine is WAVY. Totally different, duh. He would also like to point out that he is referring to Three Stooges corkscrew curly and please refrain from the hate mail. Thank you for your time.

I am continuing with the lists due to your emails, but really because I’m hanging out with my parents and don’t want to focus on writing an entry. So let’s get to it.

Whoorl’s Greatest Hair Products:

1. Back to Basics Pomegranate Moisture Shampoo and Conditioner: This shampoo and conditioner rocks. Smells great, but not too much, makes my hair shiny and purdy. It’s the only shampoo that I buy in the jumbo bottles because it’s That. Good. Bye the way, ULTA has the big bottles on sale right now for $12.49 (about 1/2 off). Run, don’t walk.

2. Aveda Be Curly: I have wavy hair and let it air dry 80% of the time. This is very lightweight, keeps my hair from looking frizzy and smells nice.

3. Pureology Real Curl: Same as above. I just like to mix it up once in awhile. I wouldn’t want my hair to get bored and become a rebellious teenager.

4. Paul Mitchell Super Skinny Serum: When I dry my hair straight, this is a lifesaver. I swear it cuts my drying time in half and makes my hair incredibly shiny. And you only have to use a tiny bit- I think my bottle could last 5 years. After you’re finished drying, just rub the tiniest amount between your palms and coat the shaft. Wait…that didn’t translate well on the page. Hair shaft people! HAIR shaft.

5. Biosilk Hair Therapy: One word. Shiny. But don’t let it tip over in your bathroom cabinet and spill all over your cotton balls, razors and tampons. Trust me.

Alright, you know the drill. Get to it.