Friday, July 7, 2017
a short week
The Little Pool is warmer now and they had fun.
I was calling it a Hatchibal. I'm not up with the times. It's a little, cute bird that's much like the Nano-pets the kids used to have a few years back: Demanding and obnoxious. All the more obnoxious there was only ONE and the little one wanted to take it over. At one point I texted Heidi--the Hatchimal was bitching away mightily, eyes red even, and the baby didn't care. She kissed it and popped a hat on its head.
Well, that was a long time ago and he's moved past this ballerina.
Yesterday the baby tore off her tutu and then announced her diaper had fallen off.
"This is not a diaper. It's her skirt." (Plus hate to mention, the ballerina is not in diapers, ahem.)
So Heidi texted me this:
And that's that.
July, you are looking very fine.