An Afternoon in the Life of Nora J

2pm

Nora, post bucket-swinging and interestedly watching kids running around at Volunteer Park. We'd just overheard a five-year-old boy say to a batch of other boys "Do you want to play Indians? Or Native Americans?" His query was followed with "I'm a dinobot!" and "I'm riding a dragon!"  Nora was understandably perplexed by the rules of the playground.

3:30pm

Here's our girl with something she does understand:  gears.  Or, rather, moving cool plastic things around that make other similarly cool plastic things move around.  This was in the waiting room of Children's Hospital.  (She was there to have her hearing screened; she didn't have that test at birth.)  The waiting room offered other exciting distractions such as chairs, couches, newspapers, fish (almost as awesome as dogs) and other people's shoes.

6:15pm

Oh, man.  This girl loves her some cherries.  Or, in this case, one cherry nabbed from the sample tray at Whole Foods.  Other patrons in the store could not hold to their must-shop-work-over-eat-soon demeanor once they spied her mug of destruction.

7:30pm

The marketing for these diaper wraps claims that because they fasten in the back that baby hands won't be able to find and loosen them.  Erm, except for babies who have realized that arms and hands rotate.  Mostly she just likes the sound the velcro makes, but I figure we're mere seconds away from her figuring out that the cool sound also means her behind can be diaper free.  

8:15pm

Nora and her papa, engineering bedtime.