Tuesday, February 3, 2009

In the night, when I was taking you from your bed to ours, you opened and closed your fist. This morning first thing you did was open and close your fist. When Dad waved at you, you opened and closed your fist./ You were really content at mealtimes today feeding yourself tiny pieces of food-waffle at breakfast and mac and cheese at lunch./ I've been closing all the doors of rooms we're not in, blocking the kitchen with a chair, and really scouring the floor for any dangerous little pieces. You haven't choked while on the floor today!