One of those cute things I wanted to write down before I forget it:
Miles has a pop-up book version of Old MacDonald Had a Farm, and he’s been really into it lately. He’ll bring it over to Denny or me and wave it in our faces until we read it to him. He likes to sing along, except he can’t quite get “E-i-e-i-o” out of his mouth, so he just says “O-o-o-o-o,” not one long syllable like his wolf howl, but separate, discernible little words.
In other news, we’re going to have a change in our childcare situation. Due to some personal/logistical issues, Jessa and Jonah are going to come to our house to play instead of Miles going over there. As you may know if you are a regular reader here, it’s also likely that their family will be moving away this summer, so we’re also on the hunt for another childcare situation (ideally in-home; if you have any good leads, please comment!).
I was telling Denny about the proposed change to our house, and he said, “You should tell her she can come over here if she promises not to move away.”
“So you want me to tell her that she can care for our child in a way that is actually more convenient for us and also works for her, and she should also promise not to move away, which also benefits us?” I asked.
“Then you can say, ‘Don’t hate the player, hate the game.'”