Alone-ing it

Baby S and I are feeling a little 'lernly' here all day by ourselves. We thought of calling up Cassandra, and her son but we're always invited to drop by for tea. This is nice and all, but she's on her cell phone a lot and Baby S gets in to stuff at her house. She keeps her little boy in a playpen most of the day and he's very quiet and good, whereas S is well,...a terror (said with much affection mind you). Anyway, they have a very, very NICE house and I guess babies should just know this as innately as their babies seem to know it. Their babies understand, but mine clearly doesn't and it's usually an hour or two of baby chasing and then her getting her little phone calls and it's just not fun. "Umm, they could call you back later you know"..."and uh, we could go OUTSIDE you know and maybe DO STUFF."

She really is a very nice person and I really do like her. I shouldn't knock her for keeping her baby penned-up or for trying to have a social life. I might be better off doing a bit of the same. It would definitely be a miracle if my cell phone rang twice in one day, let alone in one week! And, if Baby S could be penned up then my cat wouldn't be barfing up chunks of bile behind the toilet each day.*

It's just that we had better stuff to do this afternoon...

...like walking along the lake in the sunshine that blazed today so much that we took off our coats and hats, and people watching as ladies and gents in long winter coats strolled by gossipping about their friends and family, and listening in as someone told an interesting story about a pregnant teenage cousin (she's fifteen, :gasp: and the father is younger!!), and throwing pebbles in the lake, and collecting smoothed shards of broken glass on the beach to add to the jar at home. We had a lots of fun on our own.

And as an old man and his wife were chatting with some friends, they turned to say a loud "au revoir!" and Baby S turned his head abruptly and said "vwa-vwa," "vwa-vwa" and waved frantically at the air. His first recognizable word besides "maman"! Actually he's been saying it for months but I wasn't thinking he'd say a French 'goodbye' so I didn't hear it. As soon as I heard it I realized what he's been saying for months. I guess with dad being the one always leaving, it's only natural that this would be his first word. Seb is always chirping "Au-revoir petit bonhomme" as he's walking out the door.**

*she's a nervous cat and he likes chasing her, poor defenseless thing
**bye little guy!