My shoulder is feeling better - All hail the power of Ibuprofen! It's still sore, but at least I can open the door on the minivan. Not that I tried today.
Today was a no laundry, no errands, just let the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed turn into a small mountain range sort of day. I fully intended to take it easy, but ended up pulling out the stroller and taking the little one for a walk.
I did think about actually not leaving the house all day, but finally determined that if tomorrow it became cold and rainy, that'd I'd feel so guilty for wasting a perfect day that I'd end up feeding Connor Low-Fat Strawberry Pop Tarts for breakfast. I know that doesn't sound like a bad thing, but certainly it would begin a cycle of refusing to eat oatmeal that would last untill he hit his teens.
He's already determined that whatever Mommy is eating has GOT to be better than the green beans on his tray, and watches me with interest when ever I'm eating. If I'm eating in the den and he's not strapped into something, then he's standing at my knee begging like a puppy. Those puppy dog eyes... who can resist?
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