On a mission

Today I moved all the furniture in our living room, dining room, and bedroom to make things more functional. Rory wouldn't stay off the love seat by the window, so now her playpen is there. I was so pleased with the choices I made. I also cleaned our couch and love seat...they were getting funky. I have been so down lately, coming out of the winter blahs, and it was so nice to have a burst of energy and get stuff done. I have decided I am far too negative, and should start counting my blessings more.
On the Rory front, nothing much new. She is eating very small pieces of sliced ham and bologna (yuck). Two days ago she choked on Melba toast, and tonight she choked on a soggy french fry. But she is really being a trooper in her booster seat. Much more patient, even though her overall intake sucks. She is starting to turn her nose up to cottage cheese, which isn't good, because it's her staple "breakfast" food. She will not swallow toast, grilled cheese, pancakes, waffles, french toast. I'm thinking about adding egg back, but will wait until we speak with the feeding clinic.

I'm pooped. Goodnight!!