"There may not be something special in every day, but every day is something special."
Today we just kinda played and snuggled this morning because it was cold. I wasn't feeling so good so I was glad she was content to not run around the house like a mad woman. She kept telling me that she was a "man". She'd kinda cup her chin with her hand and tell me "I'm a man and I'm taking all the toys!"
Nana came and picked her up in the afternoon so they could play a while. I took advantage of this time to sew a bit. Today that mostly meant staring at my cutting board as I attempted to figure out how to make puffy sleeves without a pattern. Three hours I sat there… ANYWAY. I think I've got it now!
After Nana brought Em back home, I shared a chicken salad sandwich with her. Afterwards, I gave her a bath, brushed her teeth, and got her ready for bed. We talked a bit about her day and talked about dogs. At 8:30 she climbed in my lap and asked to nurse. She was asleep in about 5 minutes. I cuddled with her a bit and I laid her down at 9.
Now that I've written two blog posts, I'm going to sew. Wish me luck because I'm not sure my sanity can handle much more confusion!
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