Well, I have absolutely NOTHING to say. It is the day before Thanksgiving and I am at work with about twelve other people (in the entire building), and T-money. He, of course, cannot be left home alone so I drug him in with me this morning. I'm praying to the Lord above that the head of legal feels guilty about his vacation, and takes time out to send everyone home early. Here's hoping!
T-bill is getting bigger and bigger every day. It is so funny to watch him learn new things. I swear to you, he knows how to play catch with a ball. He is a physical anomaly and way advanced for his age and NOTHING you can say will make me change my mind. Scientists will do experiments on him someday because of his supreme athletic ability. Okay, MAYBE I sound like a psycho mom, but it's not like I'm putting him in pageants. Yet.
He has learned how to clap, but not very well. He basically slaps the bottom of one hand to the top of his other hand, but hey, we all gotta start somewhere! Also, he is getting braver with his steps, but usually as soon as he takes one tentative step, he falls flat on his face and then is done trying for a while. He needs a rest. You may think, hey, that doesn't sound like a child who is a supreme physical specimen of a baby. Well, it is. I'm pretty sure he CAN walk AND clap, he just refuses to do it in front of others so the media doesn't catch wind of it. He knows it will just be a crazy media/paparazzi frenzy from now on and he, of course, is too smart for that.
So otherwise, everything is about the same. The teenager walks the thin line of life and death every day, with every eye roll and his tone of voice. Ehee is a working machine, although he does take time to ride out on his early mid-life crisis machine when he gets the chance. The only thing I do these days is baby related, so I'm REALLY no fun. Um.. and I guess that is all for today.
I hope all five of you that actually READ this blog have a wonderful Thanksgiving, with or without your families. XOXO
