Curtains

Baby J's new favorite game is to run and hide behind the curtains in our kitchen. She loves it when I pick up the curtains exposing her hiding spot and then let them slowly fall back over her. This sequence whips her up into an absolute frenzy. She squeals with delight, waves her arms like crazy, and loses her balance.

Genearlly speaking, our kitchen is the worst place in the house to lose your balance. The cold ceramic tiles are most unforgiving and we've had many occasions when frenetic play turns to tragedy when Baby J takes a spill and bumps her head on the floor. A trifecta of tears, snot, and drool scatter everywhere as she howls in pain.

But soon after, she's back at it, hiding behind the curtains, and giving me a huge muppet smile when I find her.

Listening To: The Complete Woolly Bully Years by Sam the Sham & the Pharaohs