As Lucy grows increasingly responsible, I require additional assitance for the simplest tasks

1. On the way to the grocery store today I totally panicked because I couldn't find my keys. I have been pretty spacey because of the migraine drugs they have had me on since the infusion (today was the last day for that, thank God), so I had NO idea where my keys were. I hadn't driven in nearly 24 hours and yesterday I didn't have any pockets, so I there were no obvious places to check. Lucy followed me around with her cow flashlight, that moos, saying, "I see things, Mommy." I took deep breaths and tried to relax because I am also afraid of having another headache. After fifteen minutes of fruitless searching it turned out that the keys were in the front pocket of my hoodie where I must have put them just minutes before they went "missing." Typical.

2. It was a big day for Lucy at the grocery store because it was her first time being stashed, er, allowed in the playroom. She was very excited. She didn't want to go potty here. "I use Wegmans toilet," she said brightly. So I dropped her off after a quick bathroom break, and as I expected, she never looked back. She had a great time. We will have to see if I forgot fewer items on my list than usual without her distracting me. So far, so good. My little girl is definitely growing up. She rarely calls herself "Fluflee" anymore, and is fascinated by her own baby pictures. On the down side, she is rarely napping, which is something that will be hard for me to surrender. She is in her crib as I type, sing-screaming altered lyrics to "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."