Last weekend Lula made her inagural trip to the beach where her cousins gave her a bouncy seat. Which. She. Loved.
She bounced and bounced and bounced. In the tv doorway, the bathroom doorway and even the bedroom doorway. When I first put her in there she bounced for an hour and forty minutes. I looked over at one point and she had stopped bouncing and was slumped over like she'd been shot. She rallied and bounced a little more before calling it quits for the day.
We might fire Norah and just put her in the bouncy seat in the am and let her take her meals on the attached tray and sleep whenever she is so physically exhausted she cant bounce anymore. If we could successfully train Giz to tap out 911 in case of serious emergency we will change our child care set up and promote Giz to Chief Childcare Officer.
She also played and chatted with her cousin Maggie. God help us when these two party animals ask for the house for Beach Week 2020.


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