We took C off the milk boppies about three weeks ago now, I guess, or was it longer? I knew that it was time, and I was looking forward to fewer milk spills and a more well-rounded diet, but there have been some other really cool benefits, too, such as going been nearly a week since I’ve been to the grocery store.

When C was a milk addict, I always had to keep the fridge stocked. I went to the grocery store three times a week at least just to keep the milk in the fridge. And some of those trips were at hours when I should’ve by all rights been asleep. It’s at least 3 times easier to give her water than to give her milk.

And we are still trying to give her milk, just not in bottles. But she steadfastly refuses. Even though she was a certified milk addict, she doesn’t seem to actually like milk.

I get that.

My week (or so) of childcare-free days is over, thank goodness. I can clean off my desk, pay some bills, and get caught up. But today the Bug is at her Mimi’s house, instead of here, and all of that dad & girl time have not made me prepared for a completely child-free day. Allow me to reminisce on last week’s babyness.

For a few days, C asked repeatedly if she could wash her hands. She said they were dirty!

She also spent a lot of time last week asking for Elmo; I said yes way more than I probably should have.

But Elmo did teach her to brush her hair:

C loves this duck. Here she is watering the driveway with the duck.

Did I mention that C loves the duck? I couldn’t get her in the car Thursday without the duck accompanying her:

C went swimming, but first she had to fill the pool (in the yard at our office):

We did have some downtime last week:

And some silly time (C does yoga!):

Ok, now I really must find my desk.