observations from the past week

* Nursing your baby inside your own car at a local park while a class of middle schoolers congregates directly outside your vehicle for a school-wide sporting event is a little awkward. OK, a lot awkward. A lot.

* Watching Asher roll over twice this weekend gave me as much pride as I imagine winning a gold medal would.

* On Second Cup's website, the aforementioned "best coffee in the world" is spelled White Mocha, while on the menu board at the store it is spelled White Mocca. Strange. And me knowing this has nothing to do with how often I've been there this week. Nothing.

* Somehow losing the use of your pinky finger makes the rest of your hand functionally useless as well. I know this because of an incident with a can of tomatoes that led to a pretty nasty cut, and a trip to the emergency room at our city's hospital after 4 hours of non-stop bleeding. Now I get to sport a trendy pinky finger cast of sorts until tomorrow. The good news is the triage nurse who works at the city hospital is an angel. Oh this deserves it's own point...

* The triage nurse who works at the city hospital is an angel. She took care of my gaping wound at the triage station so that I wouldn't have to wait the 7 hours to see a doctor about it. Although there were no stitches, this process did include lots of blood dripping incessantly into a sink, a little pain, some skin glue (who knew) and me almost passing out (nice one, Mandi, nice one).

* Asher is really into babbling away these days. It's the thing all the cool 5-month old babies are doing (how in the heck did Asher get to be 5-months old?!?!?).