Today I basically passed time between naps. Which, in truth, is how I tend to think of most days. Not that I don’t love hanging out with the little guy and all that, but he’s always so “on on on” (natural for his age) that I look forward to the peace of naps. So, with naps being the “milestones” throughout the day, today was pretty much “wastin’ time”.
Morning was… difficult…
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The usual crappy morning nap, coupled with some all-new variations on crying and suchlike.
Slightly improved “rolling around all over the place; impossible to corral on the mat anymore” skills.
And then we went to Gymboree Sing-and-Play (I think that’s what it’s called; too lazy to look it up!) in the afternoon.
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Before getting to today’s adventures, let me start out by mentioning that this weekend Mama Monkey and I went on our first date since the little guy was born. I’ve been wanting to see Avatar, so we started off with the 1:20 show at Silver City’s 3D Imax. It wasn’t high art or anything, but I had a hell of a good time at that movie. One of the most entertaining films I’ve seen in a while. I’ll leave it to the critics to discuss the shortcomings (most of what they say is accurate), but it was still well worth the money. Or in this case, well worth the gift card!
After that we went to our favourite Vietnamese restaurant, New Mee Fung on Booth. Had the usual: rice paper “roll your own” platters. Yum!
Dates aren’t going to be coming fast and furious now, but we’ll get to some more soon enough.
I had a late night last night. He had an early morning (4:00am). The family crossed paths as Alex attempted to hand him over to me and I had to beg for bedtime instead. They eventually made it back to bed, but it was not a good start to the day.
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My friend Dave uses the term “lazydad” to refer to any activity in which adequate childcare results from minimum effort. For example, setting children loose on their favourite activities while you sip coffee and surf the internet. I can’t set Cole loose per se, but I can still engage in “lazydad” activities to achieve better-than-adequate childcare for almost zero effort. Hint: calling all grandparents!
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As it turns out, there’s no pattern to this little guy. I just can’t figure him out.
A fairly uneventful day. In truth, I don’t remember all the details. All it takes is one additional full day (day 17) to erase most of the memories of day 16. But here’s how it pieced together from the best of my memory:
I’ll just call it “morning” because I don’t really remember when I got up or what we did with ourselves. I remember looking over at him, half-asleep from my crap sleep schedule, and wishing he’d sleep more instead of clawing at my face with his fingernailed little digits. Not that I really expected anything different, as this was all part of the normal morning routine. But ‘expecting’ and ‘hoping’ are two different things! Read the rest of this entry »
Monkey House is populated by three lovely and wonderful simians–Greg, his wife Alex, and their son Cole. He is a jack of all trades, she is a scientist/athlete, and their son is a poopsmith.