I spent a good portion of the morning making Belgian waffles. I was hand-beating the egg whites and complained about my arm hurting to Liesel, my sous chef. She proceeded to stick a strawberry in my mouth, proclaim that it would give me energy and then I quite about whether I now felt better
Blythe is now 1 as well. She is not quite waking, but loves to wave, blow kisses, and crawl on any unsuspecting floor-loungers who might be around.
We also have been biking to all our nearby parks. We found a great one north of our church. Tennis courts and a BBQ pit and lots of grass and a playground.