Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Your hair is long enough to get all messed up when you sleep. I've also noticed that it must be growing because there are patches that look longer and patches that seem more sparse./ You tried sweet potatoes today. You liked them but didn't love them. You seem to want to just eat finger foods./ I wonder if you're getting teeth. You're fussier. You wake up a lot at night, and you get really mad if I touch your gums./ You love to throw things. You especially love to throw things into things-like into a basket or pan or in between my legs when I'm sitting like a pretzel on the floor or over the bottom bar on a chair.