Diaper Diarists Gone Wild!
March 08, 2007
Dear Everybody Who I Will Be Getting Drunk With in Austin,
You've been warned.
So much to do before I leave tomorrow! At the ass-crack of dawn!
I wish I had time to write something that would do justice to all your comments before I go, but you've gotta agree: that was a bigshitload of comments. Every one of which I am so grateful for, even if my forehead is a mite raw from all the smacking I gave it as I realized all the many million ways I've made the eating situation worse. Because I am a bonehead who should not be left in charge of a houseplant, let alone a small human being.
Anyway, I will post an update on the new Feeding Plan of Zen Nonchalance next week. Currently I am debating whether to share this plan with Jason before I go, or if it would be wrong to let him deal with...what? Nine whole meals in a row? Or so?...and see how much his nerves can take.
I kid! I am only barely that vindictive.
In the meantime, to thank y'all for all the advice and sympathy, here is a picture of my baby in the tub:
Mmm. Delicious toddler. Chomp.
Oh! Okay, one last thing for I really go, for really:
Best. Playdate. Ever. The end.