Home alone

That wonderful feeling when J takes M out to breakfast and they stay out playing in the park for three hours while I watch TV and worry about nothing. The only thing that could make this morning even better would be peanut butter... 
...I guess Nutella will have to do.

Train of thought of a tired mind

Train of thought of a tired mind, right after putting M to sleep, while emptying the dishwasher: "It's really great that we have so many plastic dishes so the noise doesn't wake M up... It's weird that they thought about not waking babies up when making plastic dishes... Oh, they didn't... They're actually plastic so they wouldn't break... Why would they break though? Why aren't all dishes plastic then?" I should stop talking to myself.

Re-living the pain

M just showed me how she banged her head against the wall by banging her head against the wall even harder.

Baby meets world

I sometimes wish we lived in a town that was more multicultural - M just pointed at the only black guy on our train and started laughing and clapping her hands.