Remember when I used to write here more than once a month? Yeah, me neither.
I go back to work in a week and a half. I can't believe it's already been 3 months. I'm really looking forward to going back to work, but I'm more than a little anxious about the logistics. Xtian recently started a new job (he wasn't looking for a new job but an old coworker called and offered him more money. Hooray!) which involves a lot of extra hours. And as we all know, my job certainly involves a large time commitment. So with both of us working insane hours, I have a feeling this transition will be a little rough.
Cory is still here and providing childcare for half the week. The rest of the week we'll be using the same daycare people. I really like the people, and the other kids. But by it's nature, it is chaotic. There are a lot of kids, and they all feed off each others' energy and by the end of the day, Warren is a complete basket case. Add a tiny baby to that equation, and I fear we're heading toward complete familial horror. And regardless, poor Cory is going to end up picking up a lot of slack.
It will all settle in eventually, but the adjustment period is sizing up to be BRUTAL.
Brief update on the kiddos: Warren is alternately the most hilarious, charming, delightful thing you've ever seen, and the most obnoxious little shit you can imagine. Mostly, he's a two-year-old. Right now, at least the good stuff outweighs the bad.
Lennox is killing me with cute. He laughs and smiles and coos and gurgles at me. For hours at a time. Of course, the fact that the kid sleeps like a champ and is happy to let me do whatever I need to all day, so long as he's in the room with me, really makes him seem even cuter.
I realize that we are all programmed to think our kids are cute. And yes, my children are freakin' adorable. I can also recognize that other peoples' children are also cute. But, is it just me, or are the number of less-than-cute babies on the rise? There have been a rash of awkward looking babies around lately. (Not anyone around here, of course. I wouldn't be so rude to write that if I thought anyone reading here had an ugly baby.) But, man does it make me feel smug to walk away from an unattractive-baby encounter and look at my kids, knowing they are much better than those sub-par kids.
Yes, I am that parent. So sue me.
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I just realized how closely you mirror some friends of ours here in town that also have a slightly-older-than-2 year old, and a new baby. (She goes back to work next Wednesday.) We just had the chance to go over to their place on Tuesday night for dinner, and saw how much their oldest had grown since we last saw her, and got to meet the baby.
Their daughter (the 2 year old) likes to jump around, ignore mom and dad when they tell her to stop doing something, and says "No" in response to a lot of their requests. But, of course, is freaking adorable, and very charming at the same time.
And their baby is so cute, even I wanted to hang out with him...which is saying a lot. That baby is sweet.
It's just so funny how similar you guys are, is all. No other point to make aside from that. Carry on. :P
Oh I dunno, Lennox is darn delightful I must say. He does stare dreamily at you. Tho it might be cause he's studying the shape of my head. Maybe there will be a comeback to the science of Phrenology?
Looking forward to seeing you this coming Sunday late afternoon/night. It will be fun.
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