Jumbles

Well, life continues a hodge podge. I’ve read through most of 1 Chronicles in an effort to go into labor, wading laboriously through the names and trying not to skip any-surprisingly difficult to do in the middle of some heavy duty contractions.

And I’ve totally cleaned and reorganized my desk again.

And I’ve learned from A that babies are ‘silly mooses’.
‘Are what?’
‘Silly mooses.’
‘Are you a silly moose?’
‘No! Baby is a silly moose.’
‘Oh.’

And I watched R, always the problem solver, stand at the top of the stairs and fling a large toy dump truck down, come down carefully after it, proceed to sit in it and try to ride it around the living room. Sensible child, not carrying it down and hurting himself.

Oh, and I’ve cut everyone’s hair, except R. Matt and I are in a battle over the curls on the sides of his head. So far they remain intact, praise be.

OH, and tomorrow is Matt’s Birthday. We’re all so excited, except him. He has all kinds of gray on his head to show his age and wisdom. In celebration we will be indulging in Nigella’s Chocolate Cloud Cake AND Nigella’s Chocolate Pots.

Oh, and R has learned to say ‘hi’. Its really his one word. If you were to come over, he would say it to you.