I got online this morning and in the “How-To” section of my google homepage it said, “How to Make a Bra Purse.” I couldn’t imagine anything more ridiculous so I had to click on it. My thoughts have been confirmed… DUMBEST THING EVER, next to drinking milk (which is just cow mucus).
Anyway, back to blog-worthy issues. My sister, Helen, is in town for a few days. It’s exciting because during the year, I rarely see her. She goes to the College of William & Mary in Virginia so it’s quite expensive to fly home for a quick visit. The last time she saw Chance, he was 3 months old so he wasn’t doing anything really fun except cooing. Now he’s all over the place… LITERALLY.
She and I are going to take a run this morning with the good old jogging stroller. She just bought new running shoes yesterday so I think she wants to break them in. I don’t usually run on pavement (cuz it KILLS my knees) and she’s been sick for a few days… so we’ll see how that goes. My stroller has been a space killer in the back of my rig for quite some time, so it will be nice to put it to good use today.
Chance has grown up fast. His 4 top teeth have popped through, and for some reason, to him, it means he can bite me whenever he wants. Um… NO!!! He’s eating almost everything we eat now plus some (he eats dirt too… I personally don’t have a palate for dirt, but hey… whatev!) He’s close to running, but it’s that cute baby run with his arms up in “Hallelujah” form. I was thinking about teaching him how to run “correctly,” but I’ve seen Jay try to do that with his daughter, Macy, and it’s all just turned out really bad. She is probably the MOST awkward runner I’ve ever seen in my life. So… I’ll just let nature takes its course.