Here I am on day two with a Roan-absent home. It’s totally weird. To re-cap, our friends flew him out to St. Louis so he could reunite with Sophia, his first best-friend. Roan had almost no anxiety about boarding the airplane by himself, and taking this vacay without his parents and brothers. I of course was hand-wringing and heart-breaking and putting on my bravest face but dang. I’m no actress. I think my boy was rolling his eyes behind my back. I would have been. You can – go ahead. Shake your head and roll your eyes and be done with it.
So the upside is that it is an easier thing to entertain two babies than two babies and one big kid. There is that. I am still recovering from stupid pneumonia and actually slept last night for what seems like the first time in ages. I woke up this morning realizing that good golly sleep is totally awesome. Hats off to cough medicine with codeine. (Don’t worry the doc said it’s ok while breastfeeding – and in unrelated news the babies slept really well last night as well.) (How many people do you think I just made angry?) (Don’t be mad we all feel like a million bux today)
I need to maybe stop writing now and regain some goodwill. Look! Babies and a puppy!
Not only that, look! Babies being cute!
Ok, are we friends again?
These summer days are beautiful. I know it’s totally uncool to not complain about the humidity, the heat, how bad these things combined make my hair look – but you know, I just don’t care. I love being able to get out of the house and get my people into the world where they are amazed by all the activity. Coney Island, Pier 6 park, DuMBO, Smith Street, even my own street – it doesn’t matter. It is a treat to watch Smitty and Shep smile at strangers and splash in water and be afraid of big noises. It also a treat to retreat into our sweetly air-conditioned house to get our breath back.
And those tiny masters are at this exact moment calling me with their “blah blah blah” mantra over the monitor. Short and meandering, this post. Just like Summer. How’s yours?