One load of laundry. One phone call. One meal.
It was overcast, miserable and dark. We went to the closest grocery store for lemons (69 cents, holla!) and right home. Baby was a little cranky, mostly sleepy.
We read books, practiced standing (and falling), napped and showered.
That's it.
It's 827 and I'm ready for bed.
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