Oh, it’s nothing. Literally. How nice. We’ve just finished up a lovely visit with my mom and cousin. Damon has piled into a car with them and headed off to Penn Station. After they left, Alden boiled over from the accumulated stimulation and had a half-hour meltdown. Did you know you can ruin a baby’s day by offering to nurse him? Or put him down? Or pick him up? Well you can. But a little of that goes a long way and he pretty promptly passed out and is now sleeping deeply in his crib. The lights in his room are off. His door is closed. I think he’ll get at least a good hour in and, if I know him, wake up happy and ready to hang out. So. I’m alone in the living room with my laptop and my lemonade. Lovely.
30 Mar
jaysaint 