14 September 2009
It's a lazy morning. After eating the last of the cold cereal for breakfast, we retreated to the playroom for knitting (me) and playing (Sparrow). But all those toys wears a boy out, and so after hauling himself ever-so-cutely up onto the couch ("up! up! UP!"), Sparrow asked to watch Baby Signing Time ("more? more?"). With the cat curled up close, Sparrow spent a half hour engrossed in the tunes of Miss Rachel.
But we should probably change out of our pajamas now.