Speaking of indoor fun…when I got home from work last night I discovered that J had set up the little man’s play tent. And that the little man was giddily referring to it as his “city”. Thankfully he’s still small enough to comfortably crawl through the tube, and just barely stand up inside the tent. But before long I’m thinking he’ll be godzilla-sized, compared to his little tent city. Unless he develops more real estate. In the living room. But he’s already cornered most of the market there. And some day I’d like to have a sofa again. And even a coffee table. A girl can dream.
