My Little Helper

Lately we've been joined at the hip, the boy and I. I must admit that at times it drives me batty. But then that's the whole sometimes I'd like five minutes to myself thanks selfishness of it all.

I was at home most of the day with Eli, and it was Africa hot with a heat index of volcano so we kept to the a/c all day. We would have gone swimming in the pool had a one Millie dog not taking a liking to eating the whole thing. Alas, the joys of having a puppy. It ended up storming late in the day anyway so really keeping in side became a must heat aside.

Being inside all day? Not exactly great fun. Especially that part about how I had to make a few phone calls for work and locked the bedroom door to make the calls in peace but it truly wasn't peace what with the MOMMY OPEN DOOR OPEN DOOR PEEZ MOOOOOMMMMMMMYYY coming from outside the door. But we did have fun coloring with markers. And watched Cars ad nauseum (where I finally saw the end for the first time ever!). Took a nap. Then just drove each other nuts the remainder of the day.

What drove me the most crazy? Eli has taken to not only following me all through the house - he's started carrying his stool with him. So in the kitchen if I'm at the trash? Brings the stool & stands by the trash. Then when I move back to the sink he hurries down, picks up the stool, runs to the sink, stands back on the stool. And this takes place at the cabinet with the drinks - and the fridge - and even in the laundry room.

We survived. And he actually went to be before 11 p.m. although Daddy did get home a bit earlier. And all that driving each other nuts aside? We did have fun.