The last three days have followed this basic pattern:
We get up around 6 a.m. with Abby refusing to go back to sleep, but once Mom is up and moving, she decides a nice cuddle with Daddy would be wonderful. We hang out while Dada gets ready for work and then we wave him off. Next up: breakfast - for Abby it's a bowl of "O's" (a.k.a. Cheerios), and for me it's some EggBeaters, toast, and coffee.
From there I wile away the morning by doing a bit of housework and schoolwork, while Abby changes clothes a few times before settling on the perfect one for the day, and enjoys some of her favorite T.V. Soon enough lunch rolls around, which is followed by one of the day's baths (for Abby's sore bottom) and a time of "resting", during which Abby plays games on the iPad and Mom tries really hard to encourage a nap. It is usually the moment that Abby gets an inkling of Mom's motives that she will ask to head back downstairs.
The short time of quiet activities allows both of us to get a second wind though, and goofiness ensues. Today that consisted of putting on "disguises" and mugging for the camera, as well as singing loud enough to get Bruiser howling. It is after this time that the day starts to drag. The hours from 3-5 seem to be the worst. Frankly, we are both a bit tired and bored - these are not our best hours of the day.
Finally, Dada is home, and then things start to move. It always seems that from the moment he walks in the door time speeds up. I can't tell you how many times we get done with dinner and realize that we are right around the corner from bedtime.
I guess in the scheme of things if I had to repeat a day this isn't a horrible one. Sure, Abby is still having a some "digestive" troubles, but they did seem to be less today, and that is a very good thing. I do know that tomorrow I will make it a point to do something a little different, even if it is just heading out for an afternoon coffee, because after living this day over for the last three days I'm a bit tired of it, and I'm sure Abby is as well - despite the fun we had.
This was during our silly period - as if you couldn't tell. |
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