Molly casually opened Jay’s underwear drawer and took out one of her dummies. Where else will we find them?
I was tidying up the kitchen with my back turned to Molly when I heard her laugh out loud. She was taking sips of water and spitting them back out. I thought I probably shouldn’t encourage her to play with food but it did seem like a lot of fun so I was torn between telling her to stop and laughing along. I chose to smile with my back turned …
Today’s not my day. Instead of having breakfast with friends like we planned 2 weeks ago, I’m 36 km away from their house, having breakfast with Molly at a random bakery in Vaterstetten. Navigation and orientation are not my strong points.
That awful moment when you have to get out of your warm, cosy bed to make a bottle for the third time that night and only when you hear your baby scream even louder, you realise that you dreamt about making that bottle, you’re still in bed and you have to get up again. This time for real.
A neighbour commented today on “how big our son was” and the woman whose dog Klara sometimes plays with told me that “our boy has really nice blonde hair”. It doesn’t bother me at all that people mistake Molly for a boy, but I talked to these particular people about Molly at least 10 times in the last year. Maybe my German’s way worse than I thought.
Klara doesn’t sneak into the kitchen while we’re eating breakfast to secretly eat whatever food Molly’s dropped anymore. She now lies comfortably under Molly’s chair, waiting for Molly to actively throw her the food. All three of us had toast and eggs for breakfast.
They say a baby should have a cuddly toy to carry around with her to feel safe. Molly wasn’t interested in any toys of that kind until recently when she discovered a doggy, who she’s very affectionate towards. Unfortunately, he happens to be a door stopper, too heavy and impossible for her to even lift, let alone carry anywhere. I guess she’ll feel very safe in front of her room …
A list of things I put in Molly’s hair today: a hair clip. A list of things Molly put in her hair today: some banana, some salmon, quite a lot of porridge and a little bit of mascara. She obviously knows more about hair styling than me.
Autumn’s coming… I know for sure because twice today, in the beautiful piles of colourful fallen leaves, I couldn’t find Klara’s poo.
Almost all of the potentially weird things seem less freaky if you have a dog with you. Hanging out in the bushes, walking through the park after dark, screaming random commands… But if you choose to drink coffee out of a normal coffee cup while sitting in a parked car, having a dog sit next to you on a passenger seat, surprisingly makes you seem weirder.