A New Kind of Busy

It's noon. This barely marks the day as half over. Bloom discovered the concept of shoveling everything into his mouth. This morning he found a piece of a carrot from last nights dinner. I used my finger to scoop it out of his mouth. I guess I lost a bead, but found it in his mouth! A piece of bark! Where did that come from? Who knows, but it ended up in Bloom's mouth. I go to the kitchen to rinse a few plates and suddenly Bloom is gone. Not to worry, I found him in the bathroom unrolling the toilet paper. I put a basket of clean laundry down and before I know it the clothes are scattered all over the living room floor. I bundle him up, put him in the car seat, and we arrive at the grocery store only to find he has peeled off his hat, shoes, & socks. I could go on, but you get the point. As exhausting as life feels at times, it is so much more amusing with Bloom around. For now, I find his "mischief" humorous and delightful.