Day 4
Ah sweet sweet Yule relaxation! Mommy and Baby are off to Kitchener, leaving daddy to a whole day to himself. What shall I do? First order of business is a toasted PB n' J sammich for breakfast me thinks.
Robyn and I bought a leather couch yesterday! Weeee! We had a real hate on for the one we had inherited - it was dumpy, grey, hard on my back, and generally made us sad. We had to bring every pillow in the house to throw under us to make it comfy. Well good by Mr.Lumpy couch and hello mocha leather! And not that shiney reflective slide-off-me leather either. Needless to say Mr.Happy New Couch is a side effect of business being good at my new career.
Autumn figured something cute out yesterday. She's started reaching and grabbing for things (sound boring - wait till you have your own baby - its very exciting) and we have her in a bouncy chair with this arch over it from which toys dangle. She's figured out that if she wiggles hard enough her leg will kick the hangey thing making it bounce and dance. She was smiling up a storm making her toys dance in front of her.
Her grandfather literally had her guffawing at Yule dinner playing peekabo. I still haven't made her laugh except by pushing her tickle buttons (which is usually quickly followe by crying). I don't think she's figured out whether or not she likes it yet.
Happy New Year everybody!
Robyn and I bought a leather couch yesterday! Weeee! We had a real hate on for the one we had inherited - it was dumpy, grey, hard on my back, and generally made us sad. We had to bring every pillow in the house to throw under us to make it comfy. Well good by Mr.Lumpy couch and hello mocha leather! And not that shiney reflective slide-off-me leather either. Needless to say Mr.Happy New Couch is a side effect of business being good at my new career.
Autumn figured something cute out yesterday. She's started reaching and grabbing for things (sound boring - wait till you have your own baby - its very exciting) and we have her in a bouncy chair with this arch over it from which toys dangle. She's figured out that if she wiggles hard enough her leg will kick the hangey thing making it bounce and dance. She was smiling up a storm making her toys dance in front of her.
Her grandfather literally had her guffawing at Yule dinner playing peekabo. I still haven't made her laugh except by pushing her tickle buttons (which is usually quickly followe by crying). I don't think she's figured out whether or not she likes it yet.
Happy New Year everybody!