Dear Friends and Family,
Last night started off normal enough. Mr. mouse had dinner with a work colleague. I had the evening shift with P.
The drive home was uneventful given the light rain. P had her milk in her sippy cup (day two of no bottle) and we stopped for gas and french fries on the way home. We sang, we talked, we enjoyed the drive.
P asked for Mr. mouse when we pulled into the garage, but was okay with reading with me. We ate a light dinner, spent some time snuggling and playing in bed, and then went to her room for bedtime.
We read and when she was tired, she pointed to the crib and I put her down. She curled up and was TWO seconds away from sleep when... (queue up the dramatic music) I put her blanket on her.
Twenty minutes of crying later, I picked her up out of her crib and tried to console her. No luck. In sheer desperation I asked her a series of do you want questions. She lands on car. Yes, she wants car. So, I carried her downstairs (she was giggling and kicking the whole way) and put her down in her car seat. Buckled the top buckle. And, then, P opened her mouth and out came a steady stream of white gunk. It looked like she was an extrusion machine at a tofu factory. Fantastic.
Took her out. Brought her upstairs. Gave her a bath. And, brought her back to her high chair to monitor and relax. She was coloring when Mr. mouse got home just before ten. He brought her upstairs and with much coaxing got her to go to sleep.
Now, the car seat is clean. And, since it seemed like a convenient juncture, we turned it around before re-installing it. Technically she's not yet 22 pounds, but we're turning it around anyway.
We'll see how today goes.
Cheers!
mouse
Last night started off normal enough. Mr. mouse had dinner with a work colleague. I had the evening shift with P.
The drive home was uneventful given the light rain. P had her milk in her sippy cup (day two of no bottle) and we stopped for gas and french fries on the way home. We sang, we talked, we enjoyed the drive.
P asked for Mr. mouse when we pulled into the garage, but was okay with reading with me. We ate a light dinner, spent some time snuggling and playing in bed, and then went to her room for bedtime.
We read and when she was tired, she pointed to the crib and I put her down. She curled up and was TWO seconds away from sleep when... (queue up the dramatic music) I put her blanket on her.
Twenty minutes of crying later, I picked her up out of her crib and tried to console her. No luck. In sheer desperation I asked her a series of do you want questions. She lands on car. Yes, she wants car. So, I carried her downstairs (she was giggling and kicking the whole way) and put her down in her car seat. Buckled the top buckle. And, then, P opened her mouth and out came a steady stream of white gunk. It looked like she was an extrusion machine at a tofu factory. Fantastic.
Took her out. Brought her upstairs. Gave her a bath. And, brought her back to her high chair to monitor and relax. She was coloring when Mr. mouse got home just before ten. He brought her upstairs and with much coaxing got her to go to sleep.
Now, the car seat is clean. And, since it seemed like a convenient juncture, we turned it around before re-installing it. Technically she's not yet 22 pounds, but we're turning it around anyway.
We'll see how today goes.
Cheers!
mouse
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