Growing up with a little of both and the lessons learned along the way
From the monthly archives:
How convenient - a Maile-sized vacuum cleaner!
Since Daddy is a little under the weather, I decided that I’d help Mommy with some of the clean up around the house.
First, I vacuumed my play area and then I helped her “fold” the laundry.
(Click here for the video.)
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My daddy is sick … again. This time he managed to get shingles. On his face. Poor daddy – apparently hanging out with us little babies and our germs isn’t treating him all that well. He feels okay overall although his face is a little swollen. Mommy says he looks like a Navi … except he hasn’t turned blue. Yet.
In any event – daddy being sick kind of stinks for me. I can’t play with him quite as much. I hope he gets better soon!
In the meantime, check out my pretty eyelashes! (Can’t end this blog post on a downer!)
Aren't my eyelashes pretty?
(Dad note: All of the above is true. I’m fine. They say shingles can be painful, but right now I’m more uncomfortable. I’m on the good meds so hopefully I’ll be better in a few days.)
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“Veronica and I trying this new fad called uh, jogging. I believe it’s jogging or yogging. it might be a soft j. I’m not sure but apparently you just run for an extended period of time. It’s supposed to be wild.”
– Ron Burgundy, Anchorman
Sure Mommy, I'll go jogging with you!
For Hannukah Grandma Jill and Grandpa Mike bought us a jogging stroller. Since the weather was nice this weekend, mommy asked me if I wanted to take it out for a spin. I like my regular stroller, so I figured why not, even though I don’t really know what jogging is.
I thought it was a little strange that mommy got all dressed up in special “jogging” clothes, but I just wore one of my normal outfits. If this is going to become a regular thing, I think I need to look the part and get me some exercise gear (wink, wink).
Mommy and me ready to hit the road.
Blue monkey. Check. Cheerios. Check. Water bottle. Check. Other play things. Check. Okay, I'm ready to go exercise!
Mommy and I had a lot of fun – although she definitely got much sweatier than I did. Mommy said next time, Daddy might even join us! (Dad note: she said that, eh?)
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