Just came back from babysitting my 9 month old nephew Van.
He does this weird thing where he laughs so hard his lip quivers. Kind of like it does when he's crying. Kind of puzzling. Never the less, the kid survived 5 hours with inexperienced Aunt Cassie. I discovered he loves the sound of snorting like a pig and my rendition of Jingle Bell Rock. Yeah I know it's February.
I smell like spit-up but it was worth it.
In other news, therapy went well. I thought it would be more hard core talking about painful subjects but it wasn't. She asked me a bunch of questions about my family and past but spent the rest of the hour teaching me an affirmation sequence for when I get anxious. It involves a series of tapping and repeating phrases in my head.
We'll see what she has in store for this week.
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