Over 40 mama — Adventures in poop, patience, and first-time parenthood

Today ms. little frijole clapped for the first time.  

She’s been a little pistol all week – scooching maniacally around the floor and standing with the help of whomever happens to be sitting nearby.  And today, she clapped to the beat of an old John Digweed track.  I guess we know where she’ll come down on the house vs trance debate.