Sometimes the baby is a lot of work, my day is hard, i am tired.   But G has needs, and deserves companionship and attention.   beer and party hats are a cure for mood, but not for fatigue.   G is too fast for fatigue, you gotta bring your A game, or at least your A- game.

We rode around Somo and up to the Towers on the roadies this morning; Beckie, Janna, myself and about 10 others.   good ride, very tired, all alone with Monster.

so we ate, and we played, and we made puzzles, and we read, and we ran around the house, and we went into the pool, and we blew bubbles. and she can not help but fascinate me even when I’m hardly paying attention.   she says what she wants to eat, I am teaching her words and she is getting them the first time, she picks out books and recognizes the pages, she hides from me and i hide from her and she knows we are hiding, she finds hiding spots, she get puzzle pieces and knows several pages later that she has the right piece to put in the puzzle book, she knows how to put on a sock, she knows how to fill up the air in her raft, she finally blew her own bubbles! then she drank the bubble juice and made the”I shouldn’t have had that last shot of tequilla face” and puked all over her self.

ahh, such a magical age.