There is nobody in my house except me. It's eerie.
Willow is over at a friend's house--we've started a babysitting swap, so Jen takes Willow on Tuesday mornings, and I take Buster on Thursdays. Today is the first day. We're halfway through. I've done all my chores, I made my merguez for tomorrow night's dinner and my miso butter for tonight's dinner, and I'm currently at a bit of a loss. So....I'm going to post pictures of Willow on the internet!
Before we hid the eggs, we dyed them, and I was honestly so excited about the bicycle-riding on Friday that I neglected to post pictures of that activity, which is a shame because they're beauteous.
Toaster made this incredible Charlie Brown egg, while RockNoodle made my favorite egg down below--the one on the second row from the top, second in from the right (next to the French egg)--it looks like a Monet. Willow was very focused and very neat, if not terribly creative, and so her eggs are the ones that are intensely colored.
And they are now all gone.
Update: She had a great time. She didn't want to leave, in fact, despite bribes like pears and peanuts. And then she conked out half an hour after we got home. What do I do with myself now?
Willow is over at a friend's house--we've started a babysitting swap, so Jen takes Willow on Tuesday mornings, and I take Buster on Thursdays. Today is the first day. We're halfway through. I've done all my chores, I made my merguez for tomorrow night's dinner and my miso butter for tonight's dinner, and I'm currently at a bit of a loss. So....I'm going to post pictures of Willow on the internet!
Before we hid the eggs, we dyed them, and I was honestly so excited about the bicycle-riding on Friday that I neglected to post pictures of that activity, which is a shame because they're beauteous. 
Toaster made this incredible Charlie Brown egg, while RockNoodle made my favorite egg down below--the one on the second row from the top, second in from the right (next to the French egg)--it looks like a Monet. Willow was very focused and very neat, if not terribly creative, and so her eggs are the ones that are intensely colored.
And they are now all gone.
Update: She had a great time. She didn't want to leave, in fact, despite bribes like pears and peanuts. And then she conked out half an hour after we got home. What do I do with myself now?
1 comment:
Wow, home alone! You should be knitting! Or doing something you can only do when you're alone.... like taking a bath and reading a good book. :)
I've only been home alone once since my son was born.... and I only spent a few minutes on chores. A babysitting swap is a great idea!
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