M'hijo, Obviously
Ever since I posted about how he hadn't done anything yet, he started doing things. He now grabs everything in sight, all the time. If I put his soother in my mouth, he will take it out of my mouth and put it into his mouth. He grabs my face to gives me kisses. He grabs toys and stuffed animals and pens; people's hair and earrings; blankets. And everything goes in his mouth. My dad likes to nod his head sagely and say "Oral obsession."
And look, he can even stand now! (Not really).
Miracle Gro (TM) Basil
As I was telling Jessie, I have little luck growing basil. I have killed more basil plants than I care to admit. Yet I keep buying new ones, in the hopes that somehow, magically, my luck will improve. Last week, I started a little experiment. I planted two basil plants in terracotta pots on my kitchen windowsill, putting Miracle Gro in just one of the pots. After a week, they look remarkably different. I will now put some Miracle Gro in the ones I planted outside. (As you see, I am not an organic gardener).
The sparrow babies
I first realized that the sparrow babies had hatched when I hit my head on the birdhouse last Thursday and they starting chirping their cute, teeny little chirps. I made everyone stand under the house and listen to them. Like M'hijo, whose adorable gurgling and cooing has morphed into a sometimes-annoying shriek, the baby sparrows now fill the backyard with a cacophony that can be very distracting! Especially if one is cramming for a book club meeting in 48 hours.
The grass
I swear my lawn requires a minimum of twice-weekly cutting this time of year. Unfortunately, it doesn't get twice-weekly cutting. So when we do cut it, it takes forever, and the result in not so good. My neighbour honestly believes that women are incapable of properly cutting grass, which is false, but he might be right about weedeating. I recently tried my hand at it, and I suck. I did the worst hack job on the edging in the front yard, and I am afraid to take the weedeater to the back, which is so much prettier. Damn grass.
And one thing that is Shrinking: ME!
Today I reached my pre-pregnancy weight. Oh happy day. Now for some clothes shopping.
