OK, know I’ve been very bad about keeping people in the loop about what the little hobbit is up to these days. In a nutshell, Hazel still eats, sleeps and poops. But she’s also become a little more interesting. She smiles at me. She coos. She gurgles. She can hold an object in her hand and just the other day I caught her trying to pull her shirt off. (We had a little heart-to-heart chat about modesty.)
Bedtime Reading
Z is for Zamboni
Our friend Sheridan gave us the book Z is for Zamboni as a Christmas present. Hazel is now a big fan of the Zamboni, Bobby Hull and Orr, the referee and especially the penalty box when we reach the letter T and point out that breaking the rules results in someone sitting in the timeout box . . .