Just Dad Day 2
I picked Oliver up from Sarahlynn's place last night around 5:00. He had spent a fun two-and-a-half hours playing with Ellie and Lizzie before I arrived. Thanks, Sarahlynn. I owe you several!!
After picking him up, we ran by the grocery store to get food and dinner. I zipped around the store trying to pick up the essentials. I'm always amazed at the size of our grocery bill. It wasn't a full cart but it certainly was an expensive one. I had given around the idea of stopping at the New Balance store to buy some new shoes, but I thought better of it when I saw the time.
At home, I brought in the child in one load and the groceries in the next two, much to the child's dismay. It's always the little things that trip me up. Oliver was good as I put away the groceries, but he started getting fussy as I split up the chicken for dinner. In the end I think he ended up having more sweet potato than chicken, but all things considered dinner was a win.
After dinner, I trotted Oliver upstairs to get changed for bed. We looked at a few books and then I started walking him down. When he started getting sleepy but not yet asleep, I took him up to bed and lay down with him. He latched on to the sippy cup almost like a teddy bear and worked his way to sleep.
I did some cleaning downstairs and watched the rest of the second disk of Soap. I tried to do some vacuuming, but the vaccum was filled. When I went out to dump the contents of the canister into the dumpster, I accidently tossed out the air filter as well. Looks like I'll be stopping by Target on the way home.
Over night things were relatively peaceful. There were a couple of wakings, but he went back to sleep easily each time. In the morning he started a wake-and-pat-me-back-to-sleep routine about 5:30. I gave up on patting-as-snooze-bar at 7:00 and we started our day. He had his typical morning breakfast of banana and an egg before we took off for day care.
I am feeling more confident in my ability to get through this, but I'll definitely be ready to welcome my wife home with open arms. It's not so much that I can't handle it, but it is nice to have someone else there to share the moments.
After picking him up, we ran by the grocery store to get food and dinner. I zipped around the store trying to pick up the essentials. I'm always amazed at the size of our grocery bill. It wasn't a full cart but it certainly was an expensive one. I had given around the idea of stopping at the New Balance store to buy some new shoes, but I thought better of it when I saw the time.
At home, I brought in the child in one load and the groceries in the next two, much to the child's dismay. It's always the little things that trip me up. Oliver was good as I put away the groceries, but he started getting fussy as I split up the chicken for dinner. In the end I think he ended up having more sweet potato than chicken, but all things considered dinner was a win.
After dinner, I trotted Oliver upstairs to get changed for bed. We looked at a few books and then I started walking him down. When he started getting sleepy but not yet asleep, I took him up to bed and lay down with him. He latched on to the sippy cup almost like a teddy bear and worked his way to sleep.
I did some cleaning downstairs and watched the rest of the second disk of Soap. I tried to do some vacuuming, but the vaccum was filled. When I went out to dump the contents of the canister into the dumpster, I accidently tossed out the air filter as well. Looks like I'll be stopping by Target on the way home.
Over night things were relatively peaceful. There were a couple of wakings, but he went back to sleep easily each time. In the morning he started a wake-and-pat-me-back-to-sleep routine about 5:30. I gave up on patting-as-snooze-bar at 7:00 and we started our day. He had his typical morning breakfast of banana and an egg before we took off for day care.
I am feeling more confident in my ability to get through this, but I'll definitely be ready to welcome my wife home with open arms. It's not so much that I can't handle it, but it is nice to have someone else there to share the moments.
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