the giggler

Today is the day he giggled. He’s smiled. He’s even laughed. A kind of inhale exhale 2-beat chortle. But giggling? It happened this morning. On the changing table of course. I yelled for Scott. You have to hear this. Tickled…

making work, work

I had originally thought the WAHM thing was an advantage. Make my own hours, not be far from the babe. But as many readers pointed out, trying to get work done at home, with a baby, may precisely be the…