Ivan got his hands on a kitty toy that doesn't make me say "No no no no! Get that out of your mouth!". I'm not saying I WANT him to put it in his mouth, but so far he's been content to wave it at the cats and practically pee himself with glee when they respond with something other that disdain and/or fear.
P.S. I'm going to make April into another NaBloPoMo (if you don't know what that is, Google it or let your imagination run wild.). At first I thought this would be impossible because we'll be in SC for a week, closing on the house and moving into said house, but I've decided to take it as a challenge (Or, I'm stupid. Whatever.) Either way, it'll be fun to steal my sister's iPhone and post daily pictures of the kiddies on the beach...
I've been having "Bad Mommy" thoughts. I feel like I should (I hate that word) be documenting all his little milestones, but I don't. I filled out the fist page of both a baby calendar and a baby book, but never moved on from there.
The New PostSecret Book
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