He watches the Food Network. Specifically, we watch Everyday Italian and the Barefoot Contessa. There’s something about the colors and the motion and the talking-to-the-audience that seems to really appeal to him. At the end of the day, these are my go-to tricks that I pull out of the bag.
I think Jack has a confession though… his favorite is Rachel Ray. Whenever she comes on, he hoots and smiles. That’s too bad, because she’s kind of annoying, although I like her more now that I saw her biography.  Same with Bobby Flay.
Jack has officially moved his knees, right-left, while propped up, thus making a crawling motion forward. That is about it. He’s working on it! I suppose this means we’re f*&%@d. Time to babyproof! I also decided to go back to the cloth diapers, and that’s much better now that things don’t look and act like peanut butter. TMI, sorry.
It’s been a busy weekend. Lots of family drama back home, and not much we can do while we’re out here to help out. It will all turn out all right in the end, I have no doubt, but in the meantime, it’s going to be a bit of a slog.
I keep hoping that I can get time to do some other things, but it’s not always easy these days, although I did just get off jury duty because I wouldn’t be able to necessarily find a sitter when they needed me to come in. I had no idea that’s how it worked. My first call for jury duty!
it’s a good thing ben is getting back tonight. that’s all i’m saying. can’t be bothered to capitalize anything.
