Miles has been really unhappy about being alone for even a couple of minutes lately.  I think he’s going through a separation anxiety phase.  I used to be able to plunk him in his Exersaucer and go take a shower, but for the last week or so, that’s been really not okay with him.  Today I tried to put him in his crib with lots of toys, but as soon as it became clear that I was leaving the room, the screaming started.

He’s really been enjoying playing in the bathroom lately (related story:  we always keep the toilet lid down now after a certain little hand dipped in mid-flush).  I thought maybe it would work if I put him in the bathroom with me, closed the door, and peeked out at him frequently.

He pulled up to the edge of the tub, whipped open the shower curtain, and got a good soaking.  We’ll try something else tomorrow.

Miles and I just got back from the mall (which was exhausting and I don’t recommend it).  I’m just about done Christmas shopping, though.

One thing I noticed:  is it only at the Coral Ridge Mall where the center kiosks seems to exclusively employ Mediterranean immigrants?  This isn’t a problem or anything, just a peculiarity.  You don’t meet a lot of Greeks and Turks and possibly Israelis in Iowa, but if you ever want to, just go to the mall.  They’ll try to give you a Dead Sea Salt Scrub or something.