Kicking and Flailing.
Wholegrain cinnamon raisin toast while my boy kicks his legs and flails his arms. If only we all could be excited and anticipate each day as much as he does.
An attempt at getting the boy to nap proves to be unsuccessful, due to aforementioned kicking and flailing. Made a mental note to self: do not be so dead set on a specific routine. If he’s not tired, he’s not going to sleep.
Putting pants on my boy is a lot more challenging than it used to be, also due to aforementioned kicking and flailing. Remember to enjoy these mo[ve]ments, be happy that your boy is able to be this mobile, and use the kicking and flailing to help guide those chubby little legs into the pant legs.
Story and song time at the weekly Baby Talk at one of the libraries, led by author, writer-in-residence and blogger, Alice Kuipers. Another mental note: write and blog whenever I can, whatever I can, and as often as I can. The goal of writing successfully and often does not come without living out that dream. So just do it. One more mental note: don’t be so shy. Oh, and one more mental note: sing songs with my boy more often ’cause he just loves it.
A big ol’ sandwich can create such happy food vibes within me. My rule of sandwiches is go big or go home. You ain’t gonna load it up? Don’t even bother. Lean chicken, mashed avocado, tomato, spinach, mayo + mustard, marble cheese, and pickles. Delicious and nutritious, does it get much better?
To top off my Wednesday morning, the boy is napping (still in his crib, as of March 20), Lily has found her nest in Cade’s car seat, and I am writing and enjoying some quiet me time, with a full belly and an inspired mind.