You woke up at 7:30 to let us know you were ready for your ba and that you had thrown all of your animals on the floor. Dada went to retrieve you while I lay like a sack of potatoes in bed. I heard you say mamama in the hallway. The minute you saw me it was no longer mama and was instead ba ba. I think in your mind dada is the connection to mama who is the direct link to baba. It all goes back to the stomach. We read a million books, had oatmeal with scrambled egg and banana and then you proceeded to tear up the house. You are so good at this! You like to pull all of the tupperware out of the cupboards and today you pulled off all of my cookbooks off of the shelf. As I washed my face you followed me into the bathroom and grabbed the roll of toilet paper and began to pull off little pieces. Some even went into your mouth. Sometimes I am too tired to do much about it. As long as you are safe.
During nap I put a load of poopy diapers in the wash, checked emails, picked up all of the debris on the floor, washed my face, made a grocery list, and listened to NPR while I washed dishes. Sooner than I could wipe the last bits off of the counter I heard you stir, then cry out, and then really cry out.
While I prepared lunch you decided that the kitchen looked too neat. I let you, of course, so I could make lunch. I ate a sandwich standing up and heated up some tofu, chickpea frozen goo for you. Not surprisingly, you ended up eating mainly the whole wheat bread covered in pasta sauce and cheese. This along with a nana that you spotted and insisted on eating, the whole thing!
After much struggle and tears I was finally able to wrestle your jammies and soiled diaper off and have you dressed for our outing to Rainbow Market. Once you realized that this wasn't a dirty trick to ruin your entire day and instead meant we were headed outside you were thrilled.
Before buckling up in the car, we took a walk down the street. You are getting very fast and enjoy the momentum of walking downhill (plenty of opportunity here in San Francisco). Your tummy is getting rather large these days and it is almost as if your tummy leads and your body follows - very cute.
We eventually made it to Rainbow and you weren't having it in the shopping cart. I grabbed a box of organic teddy bear crackers and strapped you to my front so I could feed you one after the other as I filled the cart. This worked.
After your afternoon bottle and some raspberries you spent a good 40 minutes lifting your toy basket off of the floor, carrying it around the house, pushing it, and then dumping it on the couch. Occasionally the basket would catch on the carpet or you would have trouble lifting it and you would shriek with frustration. I tried to encourage you along instead of rescuing you. Patience is not yet one of your strengths.
I then coaxed you into a nap with lamby and set to work in the kitchen. We are having a roasted vegetable galette tonight - chard, butternut squash, and ricotta cheese. It should be yummy. The house is still a wreck but at least some delicious dinner is in the works. The house can wait.
Dada will be home soon and I can put the galette together and put away the late afternoon layer of toys, books, and tupperware. All in a day's work.
you're amazing
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