Well, my noble goal to post one of these things per week crashed and burned, but I will make it up to you, here and now, with two posts, one leading up to today and one just about today, even though it is only the middle of the afternoon and there is no telling what will happen when Her Majesty wakes up from the royal slumber. There could be as many as THREE posts today! Oh, this possibility gives me such a thrill.
Here's our girl up on the arm of the couch, which she had to ascend in order to slap out some beats, which is getting to be more of a thing, lately. The beats, not the climbing. Though, I guess that too. Anyway, I was out of the room, heard the drum, and this was the sight that greeted me. It looked like we had a bit of energy to burn, so it was time for a walk.
Killing time on the commute.
Hiding has also been on the program, of late. In the closet, behind a dresser, any little nook and cranny that she can work her way into. This is just behind her crib, holding the inevitable diaper change at bay for one more minute.
And then this is at a Thai restaurant, we gave her one of those antibacterial cloths that are like pre-moistened with all of this germ-fighting goodness, yeah? Except, it's never occurred to me to just squeeze the hell out of one like you were milking it. Well, when you do that, it suds up like crazy and makes you grin like a diabolical maniac, which, no surprise there.
Here's our girl up on the arm of the couch, which she had to ascend in order to slap out some beats, which is getting to be more of a thing, lately. The beats, not the climbing. Though, I guess that too. Anyway, I was out of the room, heard the drum, and this was the sight that greeted me. It looked like we had a bit of energy to burn, so it was time for a walk.
Killing time on the commute.
Hiding has also been on the program, of late. In the closet, behind a dresser, any little nook and cranny that she can work her way into. This is just behind her crib, holding the inevitable diaper change at bay for one more minute.
And then this is at a Thai restaurant, we gave her one of those antibacterial cloths that are like pre-moistened with all of this germ-fighting goodness, yeah? Except, it's never occurred to me to just squeeze the hell out of one like you were milking it. Well, when you do that, it suds up like crazy and makes you grin like a diabolical maniac, which, no surprise there.
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