|Julia helping to haul boxes to the post office.|
|11:40 pm. Light enough to read a book outside.|
|Julia loves to sit next to me on the porch.|
A couple nights ago the school went camping out at Blueberry Hill, a bluff that has been dug away for gravel. There's a couple pieces of broken machinery that the kids had a great time playing on. Julia and I declined the opportunity to sleep outside, but we did join them for supper. The kids all seemed to have a good time, even if it was pretty cold during the night!
Julia's new favorite toy is the swiffer sweeper mop. She got her hands on it one day while I was cleaning and hasn't let it go since. I took off half of the handle after several near misses to my laptop. She has a great time pushing it around.
|her shirt should say "cleaning makes me happy"|
|It was the first thing she picked up this morning. |
She brought it to me and wanted to sit in my lap.
Then she wanted to nurse.
|"No mop while you nurse" said I while trying to remove it. She burst into tears.|
|"No mop while you nurse" I maintained. She flung herself onto the floor and screamed for 10 minutes straight.|
|In a lovely example of bad parenting, I gave in and cuddled my baby and a dust mop while she nursed. |
Not a high point in my career as a mother.