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mamajoanWell, I managed to survive yesterday. I mostly sat around staring blankly while Isaac played by himself. *sigh* What did I ever do to deserve such a good kid who can entertain himself so well? He only made a little mess with the juice all over the floor, and I can't even blame him for that. I can't seem to make myself remember that things aren't safe from him on the highchair tray any more.
My mom offered to take him overnight, i.e., me drop him off at her place and come back to my place for the night. I was sorely tempted, but it's a big step and I couldn't commit. So instead we settled on a compromise whereby I slept in her bed (several rooms away from the room where the crib is) and she took care of Isaac all night. Except, there was no taking care of to do, because the little stinker slept through the damn night. Argh!!! What did I ever do to deserve such an ornery kid? *g* Anyway, I woke numerous times and had a lot of bizarre dreams, but I still slept a lot better than I would have if I'd been "in charge."
Then it was morning and our sainted babysitter came and took Isaac away and now I'm at my place with a couple hours to myself before I have to go get him. I said to my mom, "okay, I'm going to go home and, I dunno." Mom: "Do stuff?" Me: "Yeah, doing stuff would be one option." I think I'm actually going to go with the not doing stuff option though. My grandiose plans are to take a shower and top off my waterbed. If I'm feeling really ambitious maybe I'll even do a little cleaning and/or laundry. Whee!
In closing, I leave you with this picture of Isaac assisting with the post-Thanksgiving cleanup:
My mom offered to take him overnight, i.e., me drop him off at her place and come back to my place for the night. I was sorely tempted, but it's a big step and I couldn't commit. So instead we settled on a compromise whereby I slept in her bed (several rooms away from the room where the crib is) and she took care of Isaac all night. Except, there was no taking care of to do, because the little stinker slept through the damn night. Argh!!! What did I ever do to deserve such an ornery kid? *g* Anyway, I woke numerous times and had a lot of bizarre dreams, but I still slept a lot better than I would have if I'd been "in charge."
Then it was morning and our sainted babysitter came and took Isaac away and now I'm at my place with a couple hours to myself before I have to go get him. I said to my mom, "okay, I'm going to go home and, I dunno." Mom: "Do stuff?" Me: "Yeah, doing stuff would be one option." I think I'm actually going to go with the not doing stuff option though. My grandiose plans are to take a shower and top off my waterbed. If I'm feeling really ambitious maybe I'll even do a little cleaning and/or laundry. Whee!
In closing, I leave you with this picture of Isaac assisting with the post-Thanksgiving cleanup:
