My little baby girl is cruisin'. For those of you lucky enough to find yourself ignorant of all things baby, "cruising" means your life has come to a screeching halt because your child is starting to walk along furniture to assert their will in getting what they want. No longer can you sit or stand them someplace and expect them to be there when you get back. The party is over.
Yesterday I managed to sneak away from my daughter (we are having attachment issues, another post for another day) to make supper. When I got back in the room to check on her she was no longer at the far end of the couch. Nope. She was halfway across the room at the round chair. Smiling and waving. With her pants at one ankle. She has a habit of standing with one foot crossed over the other and managed, as she cruised the length of the couch, to get one leg free. So cute. So silly. So drove home the fact that she has added yet another variable to my getting anything done.
Weeeeee......
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