Anders was on the receiving end yesterday at Baby Store Time. He was in the circle with Felix who is 13 months old and in a throwing stage. Anders was grabbing and dumping the lego bucket, while Felix threw those legos, one of which hit Anders in the head. In the words of Sarah Palin, Anders didn't flinch. I pretended like nothing happened and Anders didn't react at all! A small victory for Team Peterson. Anders also saw his girlfriend Anna, whom he met over the weekend at the Village Bakery. She is an older woman, she is 2. She remembered Anders, but he didn't remember her. He played it cool.
Anders went with me to the grocery store today. Half way through Kroger, I was sure he had pooped his pants. Every time I put something in the cart, I got a nose full of poop. I was embarrassed to check out because we were stuck in one place. I thought the cashier would notice or give me a look. Anders Dutch Ovened me on the car ride home. I couldn't open the windows because we both have allergies to the national forest around us. So, I finally got him home, took him right to his crib to change him. I preemptively took off his onsie. Before cracking his diaper, I would have bet $1,000 that there was some poop in there. Nothing. What we have here is an apple-tree situation. Meanwhile, Anna gently weeps on her car ride home. I think it was his new exposure to sweet potatoes.
Time to eat again, more later.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
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