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Father's Day
Jun. 17th, 2012 11:46 pmSo today was my first official Father's Day. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cuddlyeconomist went to an early breakfast with a friend, so I was able to sleep in with the baby until about 10. Spent an hour or so cleaning the kitchen after I got up, and DrB reorganized the pantry to use a ton of those O.C.D. Oxo containers. I also installed the rest of our child-proofing locks in the kitchen.
In the afternoon, we made a trip out to Ikea, a lunch of meatball joy, which was followed by installing the various lighting purchases. Margo picked up Rhys up this evening from the airport and he's with us the rest of the summer--thus begins the saga of nightly lunch-making for 2012. We celebrated the day and the beginning of summer with some tasty homemade Metropolitans--well, Rhys had Kool Aid in a sugar-rimmed glass--and fish sticks (originally had plans for something fancier, but Margo needed more time to cook it and had to go the airport, so we punted to tomorrow night).
At the moment, I'm sitting holding the baby who woke up after drifting off to sleep at his usual time around 10pm due to teething pain. He's a clearly tired and a bit wobbly, but he's enjoying digging at my face to amuse himself while I type--he'd be happier if I let him go nuts on the keyboard, but there you go. The advil is kicking in, so he's no longer screaming he poor head off. And now, he's doing the mercat thing where he lays his head down on my chest, closes his eyes, starts awake, and then pops his head up to look around.
Ah parenthood.
cuddlyeconomist went to an early breakfast with a friend, so I was able to sleep in with the baby until about 10. Spent an hour or so cleaning the kitchen after I got up, and DrB reorganized the pantry to use a ton of those O.C.D. Oxo containers. I also installed the rest of our child-proofing locks in the kitchen.In the afternoon, we made a trip out to Ikea, a lunch of meatball joy, which was followed by installing the various lighting purchases. Margo picked up Rhys up this evening from the airport and he's with us the rest of the summer--thus begins the saga of nightly lunch-making for 2012. We celebrated the day and the beginning of summer with some tasty homemade Metropolitans--well, Rhys had Kool Aid in a sugar-rimmed glass--and fish sticks (originally had plans for something fancier, but Margo needed more time to cook it and had to go the airport, so we punted to tomorrow night).
At the moment, I'm sitting holding the baby who woke up after drifting off to sleep at his usual time around 10pm due to teething pain. He's a clearly tired and a bit wobbly, but he's enjoying digging at my face to amuse himself while I type--he'd be happier if I let him go nuts on the keyboard, but there you go. The advil is kicking in, so he's no longer screaming he poor head off. And now, he's doing the mercat thing where he lays his head down on my chest, closes his eyes, starts awake, and then pops his head up to look around.
Ah parenthood.
