We are being massive homebodies around these parts.
Which is good, as that's about all I've got the energy to be.
Tackling all the procrastinated corners of our apartment, one at a time.
Playing trains a lot.
Remaining in complete denial about how soon this baby will be joining us.
How is it I can feel so much less prepared for the second than I did for the first?
Well, I assume it's because I've had so much less time to think about this baby than I did with Sir O. Having a toddler around is not conducive to any type of contemplation. (Unless you want to contemplate how quickly a toddler can get into trouble).
Tonight after dinner I sat down next to Sir O on the couch and almost instantaneously fell fast asleep. I woke up to a sing-a-long Thomas-the-tank-engine serenade who knows how long after.
After watching It's a Wonderful Life, Sir O has started waving his hands atop his head and shouting "Hee Haw". He's also been saying "Thank You" without provocation, which makes me feel immensely successful as a parent.
If only all his behaviors were so desirable.
P.S. Post title is from this movie. If you already knew that then I love you.
1 comment:
That sounds cozy. I'm feeling the same way about #2. I have no clothes, no shoes, no anything. Haven't even really thought about it. At least I still have a few more months to figure it all out - if I can find the time.
I haven't seen that film in years and years! I wonder if my parents still have it. I want to go dig through their movies and watch it now. Thanks for the reminder.
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