Listening to the swishy swish of the dishwasher (I don’t think the word “dishwasher” is onomatopoeic in the strictest sense, but it’s close). Simon enjoyed his jumpy seat for a while this morning, and I actually got something done! Now, I wouldn’t call the kitchen clean quite yet, but it’s better than it was.
Planning to enjoy some corn from my uncle’s garden, some zuchinni from Brook/the Zachs’, and some blueberries from Super Target (and meatloaf) tonight for dinner.
Guessing that Simon will weigh 13 lbs., 4 oz. at his six-month checkup tomorrow. Jason has 13 1/2 lbs. We haven’t decided on a prize for the closer guesser (in other words, there won’t be one).
Wishing I had changed Simon before his last feeding. He’s asleep now, and I can already tell it’s going to be a full clothes-changing extravaganza when he wakes. Shoot.
Brainstorming various posts I need to write.
Missing Jamie, but enjoying her renewed blogging vigor this past week or so.
Thinking we should maybe have a bigger buffer between the end of watching Heroes and going to bed. We’ve been catching up on Season 2 a couple of episodes at a time, and I’ve been having weirdo dreams.
Folding loads and loads of laundry.