The complete monotony of my days begs me to write today out. Because one day I hope to have grandchildren treasure these words, I may as well scribble even mundane details. Who knows what they may find interesting.
Asher is almost one, but not yet sleeping through the night. He was up twice last night, and while being immersed in this stage is frustrating, I know that one day, I will miss his warm body seeking comfort and reassurance in mine; his greedy mouth searching for food at my breast; his tiny hands draping haphazardly toward Robbie. He is a charming baby, and his charm doesn't turn off upon falling asleep.
Even in his sleep, he is seeking us out, demanding touch from both his parents. Sometimes this means he'll crawl toward Robbie and lay his head against Robbie's arm while maintaining our connection by virtue of his feet. Sometimes he merely fusses until reflexively Robbie and i are both patting him. However he does it, it is a gesture of love that touches every ounce of me.
Elodie and I had put her hair in rag curls Sunday night as a trial run for picture day on Tuesday. We took them out this morning, and she looked just like a mini flapper girl. Sometimes I get glimpses of how she will look as an adult. How I ever grew such a looker, I'll never know.
Elodie and Robbie headed out for their respective days, and Ash and I began ours. Ash went down for his nap at about 10:00, and I had a bath then laid down for a nap of my own. We woke up at 11:45 and had lunch. Robbie joined us at 12:30, and returned to work at 1:00. By that time, I was feeling like a coffee was in order. Asher played on the living room floor, and I played on the iPad.
At 2:00, I put Ash down for a nap, but completely forgot that I had to leave to get Elodie at 2:30. Luckily, Robbie called to remind me. Poor baby only got 15 minutes of sleep before I put him in his stroller.
We walked down to Elodie's school to pick her up. The aphids are horrendous lately. 'Tis the season, I guess. After getting Elodie and heading home, we watched Rise of the Guardians together.
Robbie came home about 5:00, and I made dinner -- soft tacos. Elodie is of the opinion that any Tex Mex is called a burrito. At 7:30, after Robbie had done the dishes, we went to Menshi's for ice cream. We met my parents there. Only Elodie and Asher had ice cream, although I helped Asher. I'm very generous.
Once home, Robbie started school work, Elodie jumped in the shower, and I got Asher ready for bed. Then I ragged Elodie's hair again, sent her to bed and made her lunch before heading to bed myself.
An average day. Exciting, no?
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