But I don’t wanna go to bed. The sun is still up.
Daylight savings time is killer on a toddler’s routine. She gets out of her bed every 10-15 minutes until close to 9:30. Tomorrow morning is going to be awful. I need to wake her at 6:00 AM when her little body still thinks it’s 5:00 AM.
I have a date today. He’s a tall, handsome, older gentleman with envious silver hair. He would be described by those of his generation as a silver fox. He’s retired and treats me well. He buys me dinner every Sunday at his favorite restaurant.
McK slept in a crib until we moved to our new house. She was almost two and a half when we spent our very first night here. She got to pick out everything for her new room. She chose a lovely yellow flowered bedspread that matched the white furniture perfectly.
She has the most beautiful hair. It’s long and blond and as thick as can be. It’s shiny and healthy. I am completely jealous. I wrote about it last year. You can read about it HERE.
On our way to school, McK and I chit-chat about all sorts of things. Sometimes we talk about her friends or music. Sometimes we listen to my favorite podcast if the topic is appropriate. Sometimes we listen to her favorite podcast to hear a good story. Sometimes we play an epic game of I spy…
Last year at this time, I shared a story about my 4 month baby. He would get up in the middle of the night wanting a bottle and snuggles. Although getting out of bed was tough, those snuggles were amazing. You can read all about that HERE.
Last night, the old familiar call rang out. My husband and I couldn’t NOT hear it. Continue reading
My Saturday begins as most do: the creak of her door followed by her plop plop plop footsteps into my room. She taps my shoulder to let me know she is there as if I could miss her unmistakable presence. I remind her to go potty then she climbs in for a morning snuggle before little man awakes. Daddy is asleep beside us as we choose a movie to start in bed before moving to the living room for yogurt and French toast. It’s how we do Saturdays now. It is really one of the few times we get to cuddle up together without distractions.
Hello there, old friend. It’s been a while since I spent time with you sharing my thoughts. I haven’t taken the time to visit since last March.
Is it because I have had nothing to say?
Karyn In The Kitchen 