
It’s been an interesting few days here…
M’s stitches are out, to no real trauma. We’re putting vitamin E on the wound track no, to keep it supple and minimize scarring.
I made cheese yesterday. Mozzarella. Not bad for a first attempt, but a little bland and not quite holding together as well as it should. M likes it very much, though. On a directly related note, I am now looking for recipes that use whey.
April’s work moved downtown, so I can use the car in the afternoons to pick up M, instead of cramming her into the old car seat in my truck. Except, of course, that nanny is done at the end of the week… and we’re still looking for a new one. We met a nice family to nanny-share with, several blocks away. We just need to find a nanny… The nanny we’ve been talking to probably isn’t going to work out… more on that later in the week.
April is jobless, again. And Kevin still is as well. She has a discussion or two lined up already. He does not.
M is saying “Da doo” and “Dug” fairly consistently now, for “Thank you” and “Duck.” The duck is one of her new favorite toys; the nurse at the ER gave it to her when she was in for stitches. Even more adorable? “M, what does a COW say?” “MOOOOooooooo.”
And while saying it will probably destroy the magic, she’s actually had 4 nights in a row now where she slept mostly through… here’s hoping for that trend to continue.
Oh, and this evening? While Kevin held M up so she should play with the light switch (”Ight!”) he belched, rather loudly, deeply, and obnoxiously. M replied, “MOOOOOoooooooo.”
-K