We started of the week with a sick baby, thankfully nothing serious and she turned around pretty quickly.
I’ve had my university text books sent out and sitting in front of me for the past week. With all of the commitment to get started. I haven’t even cracked the spine. I hope I’m not kidding myself when I think I’m going to get this Masters finished this year… Four units to go, four units to go... if only there were for extra hours in the day…
Bo is becoming more and more animated these days. She punctuates her long speeches with a waggling finger and eyebrow exclamation points. She is obsessed with “feeding me” – I have imagined what it would be like to be a lady of leisure, laying by a pool with some attractive man feeding me grapes… I have been fed many a grape this week. I tell you what, it’s not been all that luxurious. It usually comes with a very serious baby face, an eat this mama or else face. A face that cares not whether or not my mouth is already full of said grapes, they just keep coming, EAT MY GRAPES mama… her eyes sparkle. EAT MY GRAPES NOW.
And so, I eat grapes.