So, babies. Yeah. They're kind of what we do around here lately. Here's the dealio, though. Baby isn't the only show in town, even though it seems like it. Its just that the other show in town is "Research done in pursuit of a PhD in Industrial Engineering" and let me tell you, their material is a little dry. Like today's big number, "Writing a mathematical program to optimize node connectivity via the node-splitting algorithm".
Who wants to hear about that? Anybody? No, I didn't think so. My advisor actually yawned twice during our meeting, if that tells you anything. Riveting stuff. Although I kinda do find it to be super interesting, I have one foot in the real world still and I know that you all don't love it. And that's okay. We can still be friends. But it leaves the hard truth that if we can't talk about work stuff, we're gonna talk about home stuff, and what I do most of the time at home is chill with my bambina.
For the first 5 months, we did the usj (how in the world do you spell the abreviation for "usual"??), which basically amounts to a lot of sleeping, a lot of nursing, and some baby circuit training. You know, sit in this seat for a bit, play with this toy for a bit, c'mon now lets dance, hey, who's that baby in the mirror, etc. But since my girl has gotten older, she's up for longer, and we needed to entertain her for longer. Enter: Real Food
Note: That is not the only reason we started RG on real food. She was also able to sit up unassisted, and able to/interested in grab food and put it in her mouth. Just so you know. We are mildly responsible around here.
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| Get some of that watermelon, girl! |
