My thoughts in bulleted form:
- Why bullets? Because time is of the essence.
- I just glanced over at Gideon to find him with the plug end of a cord in his mouth. Bad Momma.
- Earlier this morning, he found a wad of fuzz, from I have no idea where, and was trying to gum it before swallowing. I fished it out of his mouth, much to his dismay. Mean Momma.
- I heard him making grunting noises from the next room. Guess what I get to do in about 3 minutes?
- I want to go back to those nice smelling breastmilk poos. This solid food business is gross.
- Checked the diaper, apparently, a false alarm. Lucky Momma.
- We just made plans to spend a long weekend in Boston at the end of April. It will be our first plane trip with Gideon and should prove to be exciting.
- It is not lunch time yet and I am starving!
- I am thankful Gideon took a morning nap. I was able to check my email, though not write replies.
- Baby gates may turn the hallway and bedrooms into tiny prisons, but they are great when I have to leave Gideon for a minute and not worry about him escaping into the living room or kitchen.
- Gideon just crawled over to the doorway of the room I am in and firmly told me to stop what I am doing and pay attention to him. Of course, it sounded like, “Da da gagaaa.”
- My brain feels like much today.
- I have to go clean my kitchen and amuse the wee beastie.
