Last night my wife had to conduct a public hearing on revisions to the city comprehensive plan, so I was on baby patrol! We had beans and weenies, and goldfish, and lots of milk. Then I poured her toybox out on the floor and sprawled in the middle of the room and let her abuse me with various colored blocks and little action figure type thingies. Sometimes its nice to put all the junk of the daily grind completely out of your mind and just wallow on the floor with toys and a happy baby. That's what its all about.
At least until she tried to pick my nose with an action figure. I had to put my foot down on that one...
2 comments:
Well, nose-picking is "action." What do you want???
Haaa--I loved this post-- could picture it all!
just wait til you get up one morning with a very full bladder and walk barefoot over some little lego blocks. what a rush!
after that, you'll always put the toys away.
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