“Booooorn freeeeee, as free as the wind blows, as free as the graaaass groooows …”

The way our house is set up is we have a walkout basement with a deck off our kitchen, which is about 10-12 feet above the yard if my estimation is any good, which it probably isn’t. Suffice it to say it’s a long way down. The way our CAT is set up is that he is an indoor-only cat that we sometimes let out on the deck because it’s enclosed on all sides and there are no stairs down to the yard below, so in theory it is a safe place for him to laze about in the sun as cats are wont to do. One day last week, I walked by one of our living room windows, saw him perched on the sill, and thought ha, that’s cute, what a little daredevil. I went out to get him and he tried to jump back over to the deck, teetered on the edge for a while, FELL OFF, and then started to hum the theme from “Born Free” while I raced downstairs to try and catch him before he escaped from the back yard. It was very invigorating! He seems no worse for wear but his deck privileges have since been revoked.

Zach’s reflux has been acting up off and on over the past month or so. I can’t seem to isolate the cause. There are too many variables when it comes to babies, and of course he can’t tell me what’s wrong. Is it the fact that he’s becoming more mobile and spends a lot of time folded in half? Is it the occasional milk or cream in my coffee? Is it the 3-4 cloves of garlic in my current favourite recipe? (Seriously. You’re going to want to click that link. Especially if you like avocados. If you don’t like avocados, please don’t tell me. I don’t think I could handle it.) Some days he hardly spits up at all and some days he and I go through six outfits each between breakfast and bedtime. Babies really should come with a status panel, or at least you should have the option of having one installed if necessary.