Sunday, September 13, 2009
It's been a month.
I've been doing this for a month.
There are 365 days in a year - and there are still 328 left for me to go. When I look at it like that I don't feel bad.
The ultimate goal - patience. (well, one of the goals)
but I'm getting there.
The best part of my day: my son, who is now an avid crawler, was crawling down the hall towards me. One of our cats decided to come and join me for a moment, but then noticed the crawling baby and decided to get out of there before he pulled her tail - again. She jumped behind me and went downstairs and my son just started moving faster.
I shifted to my left, blocking him from getting past me, but he didn't stop. He started to climb up me and I just started to laugh.
He pretty much tackled me. It was funny.
You have a great night.