Little L is off with C to visit relatives for an hour or so.
The house is *extremely* quiet. No snuffling, cooing, farting, wailing, grizzling, or adults talking to the baby or about the baby.
It feels like a mausoleum or art gallery.
Also the band called dave split up, so the bass playing will be more of a solo effort for a while. It's not so stink that the band broke up, but it's hard to not have an easy outlet for the music.
Ah, baby just came home, so we now have gurgles, snorts, coughs and wailing. I shall go feed him.
Posted by carla at June 7, 2007 08:56 PM