Thursday, January 13, 2005
New Type of Yoga
My mom enjoyed hanging out with the little man. She set up a place for him on her sewing room floor (where she spends 98% of her day)
He seemed to like it – he slept, he played, he “exercised”. Fun was had by all, especially me.
I have to clean the house now and then spend the rest of the day knitting – I have a deadline I’m trying to meet and it’s looking less and less likely.
Tomorrow I go back to the doctor and then I’m done for an entire year! I won’t know what to do with myself, I’m so used to going all the time. Of course now Jack has to go, which is significantly worse. His next visit he gets 3 shots. I’m making Joe go with me because I don’t think I can handle it.