By now, Grandma Droste and I are totally in sync. Tuesday went by very smoothly, except my sleeping schedule is still just a bit off.
Wednesday got off to a good start when I got to say hi to Aunt Claire when she called Grandma Droste from India! Grandma and I sang together and played Pat-a-Cake and then I crawled all the way from my playmat to my favorite room in the whole house, the small bathroom attached to the living room.
It was better weather, so we got to go for a walk on Division Street. I saw a bunch of dogs (aren’t they cold without coats on?!). Grandma and I sat at Milk & Honey, where I ate my bottle and Grandma had banana bread. As usual, I played with whatever I could get my hands on — in this case, spoons and straws were my favorite items. Several other patrons seemed to enjoy watching me.
Thursday was my birthday! I’m 9 months old. Wow. I’ve now been out of my Mom’s tummy longer than I was in it! To celebrate, I got to start on a new food — and a pretty different one at that: egg yolk, yogurt, and avocado puree. Think about that for a second.
After lunch, Grandma and I walked to Dominick’s. I talked to Grandma most of the way there. My stroller doubled as the shopping cart and I got to hang on to everything we bought. Then the strangest thing happened – I had a balloon meltdown.
Right before we checked out, Grandma was so nice that she decided to buy me a balloon. The lady in the floral department inflated a bright red one with a nice ribbon. As soon as Grandma tied it to my stroller, I totally freaked out! I’ve stared with amazement at balloons Dad and I come across at Dominick’s every week, but something about this balloon tied to my stroller drove me crazy!
I gave Mom the gift of sleep for my birthday, going 10.5 hours straight into Friday morning. Friday was pretty low-key. We stayed inside and tried to stay warm! Dad got home just in time to play with me a bit before my bedtime.
margaretyagan 
Leave a comment