Kort and I just dropped Andy off at the airport and we're feeling a bit blue. Andy's not off on just any trip--he's going to Angola for a week. And, Kort and I are headed to the states the day before he gets home, so it will be a total of three weeks 'til this kid sees his papa and I see my husband. Needless to day, we're not sure what to do with ourselves on this cloudy Saturday. Kort is supposed to be napping, but I hear him upstairs talking to himself (and maybe jumping on his crib). I stopped at Costco for a little retail therapy on our way home from the airport; 90 pounds later and I don't even feel much better...
Since we'll be away for Kort's real first birthday, we had our family celebration today. Kort had his first piece of birthday cake. At first he didn't seem to be too interested in it and dropped two pieces on the floor. But, finally, after a taste, he thought it was pretty good, and he proceeded to chow it down and lick the icing off his fingers.
Then the sugar rush kicked in and he bounced off the walls for a good hour. Now I understand why we limit kids' sugar intake...he won't be having anymore for a while:)
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