High Chair Happiness! (and mama's boink)

The little one gets high on the new high chair! He loooves sitting up all-by-himself!

Weeeell actually it's not new at all. I found it at a rummage sale (see puppy-chewed leg in the photos above). Peu importe, dit Julien :)

Also new! Julien's current game is "dropping".  Give him a toy, he'll drop it, hand it back, he'll drop it again, over and over ad infinitum. To wit:

Well he does get sick of it and demand to be held after awhile!

Last bit of news! Yesterday my klutzy genes expressed themselves again and I boinked my head on the typhoon shutters outside our front window. Thank goodness I wasn't holding the baby! It immediately hurt like hell, then a minute later red red blood went drip-drip-dripping on our doorstep. Those shutters have damn sharp edges!!! I had a 2 cm long gash and ended up needing three (very expensive!) stitches. Boooooo. I won't post a gory closeup, but here's a tasteful faraway shot of my bald spot the post-op morning. Julien, when you're bigger stay away from those killer shutters ya hear???

Doncha worry folks, the stitches don't hurt anymore and they'll be taken out in a week : )