Dear Diary,
My nanny is on vacation, and Nick and I have been spending some quality baby and mom time. Along the way we have become inseparable pals.
Have perfected the art of vrooming like a car while he has drawn colorful murals (with sharpie) on the walls of the formal living and dining rooms - the Van Gogh stuff cannot be erased.
Today Nick (not yet two) ripped up an important letter from Anna's school regarding her artistic achievements (precious because rare) and ate a piece of the paper. He stared at me with saucer like unblinking eyes, and chewed the piece with relish and a single minded determination.
My nanny is on vacation, and Nick and I have been spending some quality baby and mom time. Along the way we have become inseparable pals.
Have perfected the art of vrooming like a car while he has drawn colorful murals (with sharpie) on the walls of the formal living and dining rooms - the Van Gogh stuff cannot be erased.
Today Nick (not yet two) ripped up an important letter from Anna's school regarding her artistic achievements (precious because rare) and ate a piece of the paper. He stared at me with saucer like unblinking eyes, and chewed the piece with relish and a single minded determination.