O.J.

I don't ever want to forget tonight.

For the first time in seventeen months (...five days, nine hours and counting), Olivia and I did the bath thing together, just the two of us. It's not that I've never been there for her baths, just that this was our first time one-on-one. She's getting so big. When she's dry her curly hair sort of floats around her head like a golden-brown halo, so I was totally unprepared for it to fall to well below her shoulders when she's wet.

We played before I washed her; I'm continually surprised by how much she knows and understands (as a brief aside, I've been making an effort every day to compliment her on how clever, or funny, or smart she is - I don't want her to learn to value only her cuteness). She was filling little tupperware cups with water and pouring them on whatever part of her I told her to. Belly, hands, feet, knees. She'd even pour it on her hair, which was surprising.

To add to the excitement, before we got her into the bath she used her potty chair for the first time. Of course, it was because she was wandering around with no diaper on to begin with and then we caught her getting ready to poop, but hey. I'll take what I can get. She's been telling us when she's going, and she's more cooperative when it's time to change her. She's very interested in the potty chair, so I think she's close to being ready.

I just don't know if I am.

Purpose

I'm losing things.

I'm changing, and I like where I'm going. That being said, I don't want to forget who I was.

On top of that, I'm forgetting things lately. The little memories that I want to keep seem to be the ones that are getting lost in the blur. Nothing serious, but I'm getting tired of hearing stories about things that I witnessed firsthand but don't remember at all.

So this blog is likely going to wander a bit; my intent is simply to use it as a reminder to myself of my own thoughts and experiences. Don't expect it to stick to a theme, or to be updated regularly. If it's well-written, it will only be because I can't stand to read anything that's not. If it contains any pictures, that will be a minor miracle in its own right.

Now that I'm clear on that, if anyone else is reading this... Enjoy the ride, I guess.