So, Dad has a new nickname for me, “Jello Jiggler Maggie Miggler.” First I was “Miggles” and then “Miggler” and now I’m associated with a synthetic food product peddled by Bill Cosby. I got up for my bottle much earlier than I have been — around 3:15. Dad did the honors and got me back to sleep quite quickly. I made up for my early snack by sleeping all the way until 7:00. I ate again at 8:00 and then we went to Whole Foods — not to buy groceries — but to meet Aunt Caroline (aka Carrie), friend of Mom and Mother of Lil’ Diego.
After we got back and ate, Mom and I had some fun playtime together. She taught me lots of new tricks, including situps and pullups. I’m also getting really good at rolling over (with help!), but at least I’m starting to figure out which parts of my body need to move to get me going in the right direction. I hung out in my bouncy seat and in the activity mat and Mom read me a few books…and of course, I napped a bit. Then Mom started not feeling well (what’s up with my parents lately? 3 of the last 5 days, one of them has been conked out?!) and so Dad came home a little early.
As soon as he got home, we intermingled playing together and cooking together (well, I would watch him cook). We read four books together and even did the hokey pokey! I was shocked that he didn’t make me do any tummy-time at all, but I think that’s because he wanted to keep me as quiet as possible so Mom could get some sleep. Finally, Dad pulled out an old trick, waiting until I was just about to fuss about being hungry before distracting me with a bath. I love my baths and never complain about getting one, even when I’m hungry.
As soon as I got out, I ate with Mom and then sat in my bouncy chair and watched Mom and Dad eat dinner. I played with Mom a bit after she was done eating and then had a snack and turned in for the night, around 9:15.
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