It's been a busy day. I stopped by a colleague's house to pick up some work since she didn't have a car today. I had a meeting I was late for as a result. I had a lunch date that I had to make. I've been working like mad all day for this crazy client who just changed his mind on the course of our project after accepting several deliverables. It's a tough day.
DJ doesn't give a hoot. He's rolling around on the belly like it ain't no thang but a chicken wing. He mooned my colleague this morning, sticking his butt out on one side of my stomach like he used to do with his head back when he was hanging out in a more breech position. Now I get butt and feet protrusions. Then he shifts in a way that I can't tell if he's spinning on his head like a break-dancer or just moving his feet in circles like he's riding a bike. Or he's giving me a foot work "Wax on, wax off." I'm not really sure any more. All I know is that he's been going on pretty frequently since lunch and it's starting to make me dizzy. I knew this would happen. I knew he'd get big enough to undulate in a way that would rock the whole boat. That doesn't make it any easier to deal with, it just makes it a little more amusing.
I'm half enjoying all the fun he's having, and half wishing I could get more work done. boy, I could use a nap.
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