Friday, June 20, 2008


That would be me breathing a sigh of relief!
It's 8:30 on a Friday night. My mother-in-law came this afternoon and took Matthew and Colby.
Ryan is peacefully sleeping. Matt is at an appreciation dinner at his boss's house.

And me?

I'm sitting in my floor with a bowl of popcorn watching "What Not To Wear". Does the carpet need to be vacuumed? Yes. Does the furniture need to be dusted? Yep. Does the dining room need to be swept and mopped? Always. Do the toilets need to be scrubbed? Absolutely.
Am I going to do any of that this evening? NOPE.

I did manage to fold and put away three loads of laundry, so I'm not totally worthless.

So enough about me....What about my super dooper 9 month old?
Ryan is wonderful. Still a little (a lot) clingy, but he's had a big month.

He's eating all kinds of food, got four (maybe more) new teeth coming in, crawling everywhere, pulling up, getting into everything, jabbering (mama, dada, bubba, nananana) AND the doc gave me the o.k. to start replacing formula with whole milk (so now that $40 a week can go straight in my gas tank!)
On Monday at his check-up he weighed 22 lbs. 14 oz.


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1 comment:

Taylor said...

Oh, that evening sounds Heavenly!!