One of those days...

Nothing makes you feel like a good parent like feeding your kid a breakfast of Saltines you found in the car door on the way to Daycare.

Bus Stop Guy

I love Olive's ability to completely disarm people with a smile. This morning we were on the way to daycare and we were stopped at a red light. There was a bus stop, and there was this burly looking tattooed biker guy sitting there waiting for the bus, not looking especially friendly. Olive just waved and said "Hi!" and this guy just melted. He was giggling and waving back at her and it was just so damned cute. I love it when she does that!

Let's see. yesterday I took Olive to go visit Baby Eli; She got a little antsy after 45 minutes or so, but was generally being pretty good. We then walked to the Tot Lot, as promised. She's very into money now; she handed me the sieve from the sandbox and said, "You buy this! Six dollars!" They have been playing store at Daycare lately. I felt bad this morning; I overslept, as per usual, and had to get her up and hustle her out of the house. She's not a morning person at all, like her mother, and generally requires a good hour to fully wake up, eat and get it together for the rest of the day. This morning it was get up, throw on clothes and get in the car. Here's some peanuts for breakfast. So, I think I kind of threw her for a loop. Hopefully she'll be OK once she's at Daycare.

We went Blueberry picking on Saturday and had fun. We picked 11 1/2 Pounds! Oy. My neighbor and I made jam and two pies last night. The biggest drawback to the canning process is that it makes the house so damned hot. I made 14 jars of jam... adding to my state fair entries collection.

Olive's also picking up on my keen sense of direction. Now, when we drive to Daycare inteh morning, she tells me, "We turn here" or "We go that way" without any prompting. I am so proud!