Yesterday we mowed grass, dug a deep hole to look at the drainage, fixed drainage, filled in the deep hole, cleaned up outside, weed eated (is that a word?), and dreamed about the future. Needless to say all the outside work made me dirty. I took a shower and fed Jenna. Well, I was burping her before bedtime and this is what happened.
Today, I took a vacation day.
One vacation day equals ...
30 minutes at Ford to be told my car door lock doesn't work, a fact I new before I went.
6 new blog posts and lots of pictures
and time spent with my baby...priceless
Angel says that she has watched Kaity grow up thinking, this is my favorite stage. I often think of her saying that and find myself thinking the same thing...this is my favorite stage. How can it get any better?
Currenly, Jenna loves to stand on her legs, giggles, holds her hands together like she is praying, rolls both directions, scoots herself in circles while laying down, sucks her thumb, grabs her feet, smiles, and coos like crazy. How can it get any better?