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"The rain rolled in Friday evening, and I heard its patter on the windows in my bedroom. I like that sound. The wind whipped, and it sounded like there was a small dog howling in the courtyard. I imagined he was wet and sitting just outside my window. Lightening lit up the sky in quick flashes, and it was followed by thunder that woke up JD. He slept in my bed the remainder of the night.\nThe rain persisted. The sky was gray, and it was steamy out. I stepped out onto the balcony and there was so much moisture in the air that I imagined I could wash my face right there. We went to the bookstore. JD played with a bunch of books that had wheels attached to them. We split a cookie. I ate more than JD. We came home and I made dinner: rice and beans with chicken I marinated in lime juice and olive oil. It was delightful. JD threw his bowl of rice on the floor and said &amp;quot;coo-wool.&amp;quot; I almost lost my sh*t. (It was Saturday night. It was raining. I was home. Alone.) I scooped him out of his high chair and popped him into the crib. Time-out.\n&amp;quot;No. No. You cannot throw your dinner on the floor,&amp;quot; I said.\n&amp;quot;I wan [want] to,&amp;quot; JD said, with his hand signaling a sort of &amp;quot;why the heck can&amp;#39;t I throw my rice on the floor?&amp;quot; I almost burst out laughing, but I ran out of the room in time. I wanted him to have a five-minute time-out at least. Then I heard clump-clump-ga-dunk and heard JD say &amp;quot;Coo-wool.&amp;quot; I walked back into his room. He was sitting on the floor looking proud. Looking like &amp;quot;Hell yeah, I just aborted my time-out! My mom is beat!&amp;quot; That&amp;#39;s right, he climbed out of his crib for the first time. Now I need to convert his crib into the toddler bed option. I don&amp;#39;t know how to do that. I e-mailed GF Carlo.\nCar,\nJack finagled himself out of the crib. He is not unconscious. I need to convert this bad boy into a bed. Will this cost money?\nC\nChris,\nRemember that piece of wood I told you not to lose when I first put the crib together? Locate that and I will transform the crib into the bed. I will not charge you.\nCar\nMe thinking to myself: *What effing piece of wood?*Later on I gave JD a bath and for the first time ever, he washed his feet. He took the wash cloth out of my hand and grazed it across his left foot, then right, declaring &amp;quot;piggies!&amp;quot; I had a great weekend.\nHow was your weekend? What did you do? Were you rained in?\nP.S. I also cleaned my bathroom and washed the kitchen floor in record time. And taught JD how to say a bunch of new words with these awesome flash cards."^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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