I am supposed to be cleaning up from dinner, while my husband changes Sam's diaper. I just finished wiping up the floor around where Sam eats (man! I can't believe how much food he can get on the floor in one feeding - it would supply a small nation...) and now I'm supposed to be loading the dishwasher. But the sounds of Sam struggling with diaper change and Tim doing all that he can to keep him occupied has distracted me.

He's making funny noises at Sam through a paper towel roll - one of Sam's favorite things during diaper change - which is really funny to listen to from another room. Got me thinking about the crazy things we do as parents to amuse our children. Just a couple hours ago I was dancing a crazy dance with Sam in my arms to some fun song that came on the stereo. And I looked out the window, just to see a woman standing on the sidewalk, watching me, obviously amused. :) I guess we get to be kids all over again.

Tim has just come out of the bedroom and said "What are you doing?" (aka you're supposed to be cleaning up! That was the deal...). Better get back to work.