Selfies

Some buddies have discovered selfies.

I wish I could have bottled the joyful laughter these produced.

That Day

You know that day?

The one that was ALL the struggles at work?

Yet you plowed through?

And all the struggles at daycare/camp pickup?

Yet you plowed through?

And you walked in the door for the delicious smells of the crock pot dinner you made?

And there was no delicious smells?

Because the plug wasn't working?

And now you have rancid chicken on your counter?

That day?

That's today.

(Cute baby for perspective building on what's really important.  But damn.  That chicken).

Milestone

Another unrecognized milestone?

The leg pump.

Get it Annie.

Unreported accomplishments

We have all the unreported accomplishments.

Crawling?

Kind of, belly scooty, Army terribly?  Check.

Eating?

All the things, actually none of the things, only bananas.

And also VERY SPICY INDIAN AND MEXICAN FOOD.

Nothing in between.

Literally.

Car sickness?

All of it.

Hey sweet baby, we got you a convertible carseat, aren't you big time?

WHY ARE YOU VOMITING EVERY SINGLE TIME WE DRIVE FOUR BLOCKS.

So, yea, there's that.

You are cuter when you aren't vomiting.

Being absent

So I'm missing the last day of R's school pickup tomorrow.  Can't do a half day

Skipped two out of two "field trips" for A. this spring

J has a field trip to the zoo on Friday that he's not attending.

Am I the only one?

Is there a way to communicate... meaningfully, how lovely daycare field trips are, but how heart-wrenchingly-choice-making they are for working parents?

Or am i the only one?