I wish you could hear the boys talk on the phone and answer, “Alo!” Since Terry isn’t home to stop them, they can play with the phone. Eventually the person on the other end tells them to “please hang up and try again.” Did you know in those few minutes you can wipe their bibs and high chairs, wash their dishes, and put the leftovers in the fridge? You just have to work really fast.
The boys found their old swing and bouncy seat, when Gramma was in the wine cellar/storage area. It seemed like they could remember them. Is that possible? I’m sure they’re confused about why they don’t fit in them the way they used to. They seemed to be trying all day for that “old fit.” I know the feeling… my old clothes don’t seem to have that same comfortable feeling anymore, either.
What is it about remotes? The gender thing or the engineering mindset? I now keep them still for a diaper change by handing them the light/fan remote. Without Grandpa to stop me, I resort to far more creative measures. How quickly those minds learn to “push the right buttons.” I am totally baffled by the fact that we have 3 remotes in our bedroom and the bed doesn’t even vibrate.
This is Nathan on the balcony outside our bedroom. He loves to go outside and I love that there’s very limited space. I promise you I never lock him out there. Even Grandpa approves of the safety code.
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