Oh no...Silence?

Some days it feels like Reuben never stops screaming or shouting for my attention. Last week I literally thought I was going to go insane because every time I just sat and listened, I heard crying. Most of the time, there's nothing even wrong. It drives me crazy.

Yesterday morning I went into the kitchen to get breakfast and Reuben was on the living room floor. He has recently, in the past couple weeks, learned to roll onto his tummy and move himself around. Every day he gets more mobile, and every day I get more afraid of all the things he will soon be getting into. My house is no where near baby-proofed.

Anyways. I was in the kitchen. And then there was silence. I ran into the living room to find this:











Fortunately it was only a pack of tissues and not scissors or something. Like I said, house not even close to being baby proofed.

I thought I'd start my "Confessions" with something relatively lighthearted.

I did enjoy that silence though.