Gratitude

I am grateful that, although my toddler still puts EVERYTHING in her mouth, I can yell, “WAIT! Don’t eat that! It’s trash!” and she happily stops and throws it away. WHEW. Things she has tried to eat this morning: a silica gel packet, a dried black bean, an empty Larabar wrapper, rose petals, a black crayon.

Back for the moment. I’ve been busy globetrotting, struggling through a difficult (but SO AWESOME) bridge assignment, and having a baby.

Me and said baby. Welcome, Grace Sika!