Last night, I took Harper to our little town’s tree lighting festival. Taylor was out of town playing a show and I thought it’d be good for us to get out and entertain ourselves. I bundled her up (a lot of bundling) and we walked to the festivities. All was fine, until she started crying. I picked her up out of her stroller and she didn’t stop. We decided to leave and walk home and the entire time, she wailed. We got inside and I thought she’d be happy immediately, but she was still crying harder than when she gets shots. By the time she started choking on her own spit, I started crying because I felt so bad. Her hands were freezing and red red red. After five minutes in the bathtub, she calmed down but I felt guilty for the rest of the night for not having little mittens for the bug.

She wasn’t sleeping well (did she know Taylor was gone or something?), so I decided to let her sleep in bed with me as a treat. I brought her in with me at about 11:15 and it wasn’t until midnight that she fell asleep. Harper decided, upon entering the bedroom, that it was not time to sleep and instead time to play, blow bubbles, and get all up in my face. At midnight, I whispered to her- “If you do not go to sleep right now, you’re going back where you came from”. Along with the whispering, I put a death grip (a loving one) around her to get her to stop moving. I guess that did the trick because she was out.

Until she woke me up at 2AM with feet kicking my side. And again awhile later, with her nuzzling my face. Finally, she woke up for good at 7:30 and decided that it was time to play.

Taylor should never leave us alone again!

Today, while we were playing, I was holding her arms down and blowing on her armpits. This has turned in to a recent favorite activity of mine and you’d have to see her face to understand the pure awesomeness of it. Anyways, in between switching from armpit to armpit, I took a pit stop on her chin to blow some bubbles. When I pulled away to look at her cute face, I realized that I had spit on her.

I HAD SPIT ON MY BABY.

Taylor should never leave us alone again!