Easily entertained

The best part of having a nine month old baby is that they can be entertained by anything. Who needs an expensive Nintendo DS or new bike when you can play with a piece of newspaper for hours and be happy? Okay, maybe not hours, but case in point: last week Hudson was amused for the entire duration of my Sam's Club trip by a STRAW I grabbed from the drink display. That poor thing was everything from a conductor's baton to a chew toy before he was finally tired of it. He had a grand old time destroying the newest edition of Indianapolis Monthly magazine on Sunday morning before the race. For fun yesterday at dinner I put the tiniest dollop of cool whip on a paper plate and he was hilarious! I figure the laughs he created cost me about 25 cents. (They were some expensive paper plates. *wink*)

Tonight after dinner we went and sat on the front porch and he wanted down. No need for a cool sandbox for my little boy. Playing in the mulch seemed to be way more fun. Cost: free.

I thought it to be rather obvious B.H. (before Hudson) that every plastic bag from every store had the words "Suffocation hazard. Not a child's toy." on it somewhere. Then I had a kid and realized babies love plastic bags. Calm down, Grandmama, I don't give them to him to play with...but he would be very pleased if I did.

While he does have a collection of fun rattles and board books, if you watch closely, he spend most of his time chewing on the cardboard price tag I left on a stuffed animal I bought him. The old remote control is better than any set of blocks. And he loves a plastic hotel key emblazoned with the face of Barry Manilow that Josh gave him.

I am sure it will not always be this way, but for now, I am happy to have a kid who enjoys the simple things of life --a.k.a. doesn't know any better!