Apparently carrying an 18 pound baby around all day has really bulked me up.
{In, like, completely invisible ways}
This morning I was trying to pop the baby food that I made yesterday out of the ice cube trays and
SNAP
the crappy thing broke right in half! Little pieces of plastic flew everywhere. Thankfully Asher was in his highchair a safe distance away and I knew enough to turn my head -- saving myself a trip to the ophthalmologist with a lacerated cornea. That would have been bad.
What's next for me?
Opening jars of condiments?
Lifting flats of soda from BJs?
Leaping tall buildings in one bound??
Tune in to see!
:o)
’tis the season SATURDAY {11.16.24}
20 hours ago
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