Tuesday, November 9, 2010


I wasted Nate's entire afternoon naptime today trying to come up with a way to accurately and adequately describe last weekend at the Blathering. I failed miserably.

Nate was fussy all afternoon, even during his playdate.

I think the switch from Daylight Saving Time, coupled with traveling to Chicago, has made me unreasonably tired. I've been fighting to keep my eyes open all day.

I made myself a cup of tea and never got to drink it.

I neglected to make any dinner at all for my poor husband, even though he was coming home from a business trip.

By all accounts, it should have been a crappy day. But this afternoon Nate decided to take four steps, smiling and reaching toward me all the way. And suddenly the rest didn't matter.

Didn't matter at all.


Dr. Maureen said...

Go, Nate!

Miriel said...

Yay! Although I still have to see this with my own eyes.

He's getting so biiiiiigggg!

Jessica said...

Yay! I know everyone says you're in trouble now that he can walk, but I never felt that way. I didn't feel like Margaret got into more stuff once she could walk. Actually, she was a happier kid because she'd been very frustrated she had to crawl while we all walked around.