Did you know....

Matt has this "thing."  Everyday he asks me "Did you know..."  He has been doing this for YEARS.  In the beginning, when he would announce those three words, I would look at him eagerly awaiting the new bit of trivia he would bestow on me for the day.  It was endearing that he wanted to share fun tidbits with me......until it wasn't. 

We will be in the middle of a conversation and I spot a sparkle in his eye.  I know this sparkle.  It's a did-you-know-sparkle.  And as predicted,  Matt will ask me with a smirk - DID YOU KNOW...And I want to turn around and run out the room.  I can't say why this habit of us has me bonkers but it does.  I often think "how and why the hell does he know all this useless information?"  There are days when he will inform me of something that is ACTUALLY interesting.  I appreciate those days - but they are few.  He is well aware of how annoyed I get with this daily tradition, but he is never deterred from sharing.  It has sort of become a game for us.

Example of a "did you know" conversation:
A: Hey honey, how was your day?  Busy at work
M: Yea, a little busy. How was your day?
A: Oh good.  I'm starving. I only had an apple for lunch.
(SPARKLE)
M: Did you know that the strawberries and peaches in instant oatmeal are actually just flavored dehydrated apples?
A: Now I do (insert eye roll)  
 

Second Time Around...

A month ago I was sad thinking that all Grace's "First's" were coming to an end - but as we go full steam into year two,  I've found a calm with the "second" time around.  A week after her birthday, Grace got sick - ended up with an ear infection.  It brought me back to when she had her first ear infection and how anxious and overwhelmed I felt with a sick baby.  Not to minimize her ear infection this time around, I never want to see her hurt, but this time around wasn't so overwhelming.  She enjoyed the bubble gum flavored antibiotic she got every night.  She played through the pain and I knew how to comfort her when she needed that extra bit of attention. Teething sucks, but its bearable.  A diaper rash hurts but it just means her adorable butt get more air time.  I know how to make her laugh, I know when she wants to play and when she wants to cuddle. 

Even though there are times I miss "the firsts" - I'm loving the second time around.