I am trying to do this the right way. Sarah even sent me a print screen of how this should look like. Sarah’s blog is http://journey2dfuture.wordpress.com/ and that is where I read about the photo challenge which will go on for 8 weeks.
I am not so good at following rules but at the same time I like to take it seriously when others initiate a game. Playfulness is important for me. And though I never really belonged to a community or a group of people it is something I desire.
OK. Where is the twist?
I am not sure whether I am supposed to stop at this point or not… I would like to share other things I did this morning…
I researched on a couple of things.
One was a question I had about a facial expression that Zoárd picked up a couple of days ago. Now I know that it is called scrunching.
We found this cute and funny but as a psychologist I tend to be analytical at times: I started to think what if something is bothering him. It was hard to find info on this because I thought sniffing might be a good keyword…
If you want to see very cool people who tried to copy childhood pictures and poses you will love this collection: http://imgur.com/a/e0iIj
What else did I do? We are a bit indecisive on how to create a free space for Zoárd in our hotel room where we live in.
The floor might be an excellent quality but it rubs your skin off if you happen to be a commando type of crawler. (I just looked up the term! Babies who drag themselves forward with their arms while their belly is on the floor. This was my side note. HAHA)
I am trying to put our few soft belongings on the floor to protect Zoárd but this is the second day we are experimenting with this because I know that it is not ideal.
If you are wondering why there is a hug bag bundle next to Zoárd on the picture… Housekeeping does our laundry (except for our beloved cloth diapers) and I let Zoárd play with it supervised. Is it dumb to let his little fingers get used to touching bags which are a source of hazard?
We live in a five star hotel but I haven’t used its spa since we came back to the island. I only leave Zoárd with his daddy after 5 for an hour when I use the gym. So my only chance would be to ask for someone to come up to our room from the spa at nap time… I tried twice now but the spa was always busy and we do not believe in flashing the wild card: “I am your boss’s wife!”.
I am really bad at doing things that involve being good with your hands but I managed to paint my nails after a year of not having nail polish on. This calls for a celebration! Right?!
PS: many times I order thin noodles with scrambled eggs and tomatoes. That is what you can see on my plate. What?! What would You order from the kitchen if you were a picky vegetarian?!
Before I finish this post. Since I think this turned out to be a baby related post… I have a question.
Is it OK to let a baby play with your tennis shoes? No, not a brand new pair…