If it has been a bit since you have been to this blog you may have missed a few posts. I would be remiss if I did not recommend that you visit the post below this entitled "Special Visitors." Abby's grandparents visited us last week and we got to enjoy a special dinner and some visitation time in addition to a baseball game saturday morning. Also I had an old college friend of mine in town who came over for dinner with his wife and one year old son.
You may have also seen the post entitled "T-Minus 44 hours." Well it is here and away we go.
Holy Crap, I never thought I would feel this way again. It is like I am about to take a high school final or have my first kiss. Today at work I looked at the clock and it read 2:57 and I went into an absolute panic. Only about 2 hours until I am in charge of our son, Bennett. I/we (Bennett and I are toast). Thoughts and questions raced through my head….
How will I eat?
How will I change myself?
How will I go to the bathroom?
How will I shower?
Will I need to buy a wig to replace the increased hair-loss that I will surely suffer this weekend? If yes, what color of hair should I go for? (I have always wondered if it is true that redheads are treated differently.)
Who is going to take Fenny outside?
What if the Kristen is late?
What is the square root of 17?
Yes, that is right, about a million questions flew through my head in one fail-safe swoop and left me dumbfounded.
And finally I thought to myself, “How does Abby do it? She is great and superhuman." Then I think of her sister, Amy, with three small boys of her own and I think to myself, "Abby is superhuman and Amy is just plain nuts."
For of those who did not know Abby has decided to go off galavanting to Las Vegas to drink, gamble, go clubbing and partake in numerous other acts of debauchery and I am home playing Mr. Mom.
I left work a little early to take her to the airport. We said our goodbyes and Bennett and I were off onto I-465 on our way home. Upon arrival at home I fed Bennett, ate dinner and then we took the dog for a leisurely evening stroll. Home in time to play awhile and then a bottle. Change the diaper, put on pajamas, place Bennett in sleepsack, read some books and put him to bed. Then I went out to the kitchen, cleaned up, went back to help Bennett fall asleep, continued cleaning up and sat down here to post this entry all by 9:00PM. If you can not tell I am kind of proud of myself. And I am entering all of this here not just for a blog post, but more to serve as a diary that I can look back on in the years to come and laugh. This is only day one and tomorrow I get a brief respite when our summer nanny, Kristen, comes to take over while I go to work. Just in case anything is to happen to me I know Abby will be glad that I have posted her directions to Kristen and I so that just about anyone can read them and pick up where we left off without missing a beat or in this case feeding/diaper change.
On a side note I am pretty sure Abby purposely left out one of the most random dishes we own just to see if I would actually put it away and also to see if I actually knew where it was to go. Well joke is on you Abby. I know exactly where this dish belongs..... Right on top of the oven in plain sight of everyone. And that is where I have placed it for you to see upon your safe arrival home.
Not sure if and when you(Abby) are reading this, but know that Bennett and I spoke about you our entire walk and we blew kisses to you as he went to bed. Take care and we will see you soon.
Editor's Note: Directions that Abby left have been removed and replaced with Bennett's bath pictures from a couple nights ago.
This is the same baby who screamed through nearly every bath we gave him for the first four months.
Two peas in a pod.
Memaw and her boys playing in the children's pool.
Papaw and the boys after dessert...Cooper was still catching up on sleep from all the swimming earlier that day.
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