Making good on my half-assed attempt to get back in the swing of blogging. As promised, I’m sitting here with a sleeping Simon upstairs and a cup of tea. And a caramel bar. (Ssh!)
We had a pretty quiet afternoon yesterday. Lots of stories (Pigs to the Rescue!) and building with bristle blocks. Nothing too big. Oh, and of course music time 😉
(I just realized his eyes look crossed there. I promise, they’re not.)
I’m lucky that Jeff doesn’t travel for work any more frequently than he does, but it still sucks when he does go. The evenings just aren’t right without him around! But I wanted to keep as much of our routine as we could anyway, so I cooked a quick dinner (rather than defaulting to grilled cheese or PB&J, as is my wont). And then, because Jeff wasn’t around to go spastic about the inevitable mess, Simon and I decided to practice our fork skills:
Watching him wrangle one the size of his arm convinced me to order a kid-sized set off Amazon; it should arrive tomorrow.
Once I got Simon down I settled in with some mango tea and knitting and Netflix, which was nice, but I’d rather have been bitching about Jeff monopolizing the TV with MLB ’13 😉
As predicted, I did not sleep at ALL last night. Not only am I quite certain there are burglars lurking about the neighborhood and squirrels with machetes in the attic, but Simon has really kicked up his night nursing. Jeff and I are hoping to get him sleeping in his own bed before too long (our double bed is just too small for two adults and a toddler) but with him still needing the boobs every hour I’m not sure how that’s going to work out. I don’t mind nursing him down, but I’d love it if he could settle himself during subsequent wakeups. We shall see.
This morning I got up and looked around the house and thought “I cannot spend one more entire day here. No sirree.” So after breakfast we loaded up. Due to it being -4* right now, all the schools are closed. So I figured that the library, fast food playplaces and mall play areas are all probably MADHOUSES, and I really don’t want either of us to get knocked down with another cold yet, so I decided to steer clear of kid places and go to Salvation Army and Home Depot instead (lol). So we went to SA and I got a big blanket to throw down as a fingerpainting drop cloth, and a couple kids’ books (including a paperback of The Midwife’s Apprentice. I loved that book in 3rd-4th grade. Do y’all remember it?) Then in Home Depot we wandered around a bit and looked at all the big things and guys with flat trolleys full of lumber, and I’m sure it made Simon feel very grown-up and manly. A quick run into Aldi for blueberries and then West Point Market for fancy cheese and a cup of soup (talk about grocery-shopping whiplash!), and we’re back home. And no one got frostbite and I won’t be chasing the dog around our hedge maze with an axe. Win-WIN-win.
Now I’m out of caramel bar, and Simon is still conked out. I don’t know what was in that cookie that the bakery lady at West Point Market gave Simon (quaaludes?), but I ain’t complainin’. To the knitting!
Happy Tuesday, y’all. Stay warm!