Dooters likes to be lifted into a standing position and supported as she toodles around the room, making commentary as she goes, and sometimes stopping to smell the roses. Or in her case, stopping to disassemble some stack or rings or blocks that somehow annoyingly evolved again into organized construction.
Corvon, our visiting baby friend, is going off the phenobarb today, so we'll see if he maintains his mellow self.
Rib roast is in the oven, snow is coming down to make it a white Christmas. Syd is in Kansas counting the days to Japan, and Alex is there doing what all Japanese do on Christmas. I don't know what that is. Slav should be shlogging his way over soon. Lena is doing her hair now as the kids are down for a nap. I'm going out to shovel the driveway, then shred carrots for the salad. Not a bad day!
No comments:
Post a Comment
As I find appropriate, I'll post your comment.