Tuesday, August 02, 2005
And boy are my knees tired.
Many months ago my mom bought Noah a Fisher Price infant play gym that transforms into a keyboard when the baby can stand. When I converted it a couple of months ago and stood Noah at it, it started to slide on the floor. I thought those Fisher Price fools should have made the thing heavier to prevent it from slipping. I always put it up against the wall before Noah stands at it so he won’t fall. Of course I am not a visionary like Ms. Patrice. When I was over there on Saturday Bella was scooting her keyboard across the floor. Patrice said that Bella liked to push it around and it was forcing her to walk a bit. OF COURSE. I’m a moron. So now I put the keyboard in the middle of the room and Noah just wants to walk around pushing it. From the corner of his bedroom, right out the door to the gate in the hallway where I have to turn him around so he can walk right back to where he started. I scoot along behind him making sure it doesn’t slip too fast but that it keeps moving, and I have to steer a bit too. My knees are sore because I just did that for a solid hour. Patrice, I don’t know whether your revelation was a blessing or a curse.