Whataweek yo? I haven’t left the house since Saturday (that’s right, 6 days), but it’s been kinda nice to just chillax with the girlfriends and get back into the jive of life after my near breakdown last Friday at the Dr’s office. We’ve all recovered from the trauma, although Dell’s been feeling a little icky this week.
Babes are becoming a little more accustomed to eating their baby cereal now that I’m mixing bananas in, but it still seems like they spit out more than they swallow. I’m just gonna keep persevering though! We tried apples yesterday, and Paisley gagged so hard I thought for sure she was gonna lose her lunch! Maybe we’ll revisit apples some other time?
Know what’s weird? Sometimes I’m just not sure how to end a post. You see, I don’t really have anything else to say, and all I can think about is the bag of chocolate chips that’s calling my name. So sometimes I probably end abruptly, and other times I’m sure I just ramble on and on because I’m terrible at wrapping things up.