Yo Gabba Dad

2 03 2012

I had a massage today.  Because, after nearly six months of mothering with only a few hour-long, off-premise trips away from my daughter, it was, you know, TIME.

Hazel stayed home with Dad and had a great time.  Unfortunately, I arrived home at naptime.  Or rather, NO NAP time.

As I came in, Jason came downstairs with a teary baby.

“We watched the Yo Gabba Gabba ‘Sleep’ episode,” he said, passing Hazel to me.  He gazed down at her as she began to nurse.  “She didn’t learn anything.”

 

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