Well, not really a full day, because you were in daycare.
This morning after rowing I got to hold you while your mom got dressed. You wake up hungry and thirsty these days, and I gave you milk and some cheerios and some blueberries. You picked the O's out of my hand, guzzled your milk from the sippy cup and got much of it on your front.
When i picked you up from daycare, you were outside crawling on the patio with the girls, who were playing. It was about 63, so a nice spring day. Sirlei told me you had crawled into one of the little plastic houses, and played at the kitchen, and found something so terribly funny with her that you laughed until you shook. You do that. When you think something is really hilarious, you laugh your little ass off. You seem to appreciate absurdist things. People doing something intentionally out of place. For example, after the park tonight, I put you in your car seat, and you were in a good mood so I just sat there playing with you. You picked up the strap used to tighten your shoulder straps and kind of handed it to me. I took it in my mouth, and kept it there, and you thought this was the height of comedy.
I was sad that i missed such a happy moment for you at daycare. It really does tear at me, to leave you with others for so much of every day. I tell myself you're happy with the other kids, and it's more fun that you'd have if you were home. And I do have to work, we do need to pay for life. But I fear I'll miss your first steps, first words. When I feel like I missed a special moment with you, it's hard. I question my priorities.
I've started trying to take you to the park right after I get you. It's easy to do, it's on the way hoe, and it gives us some fun time, and give you new experiences. Today I took you down the twisty slide on my lap, which was your first time doing this. You got a little nervous, but then realized you were safe, and decided it was fun and laughed at the end. I did it a few times, and got video. I also got the bright idea to hold you next to me, but as we started, you reached out your little hand and it dragged on the slide. it got pulled back a bit, but I pulled you into my arms before anything bad happened. You were scared and a little hurt, and I held you close and walked to the car. You calmed down really quickly, and just snuggled me. It was great. So I walked with you like that around the park a bit, getting a super cuddle from you. Super.
I took you home, and got a quick video clip of you removing your socks. You are nearly OCD about pulling off your socks. In fact, it's a way to calm you down: After your bath tonight you were a bit fussy, but once I put your socks on, you were instantly calm, because you were focused on taking your socks off. You grab hold and just pull with all your might until it releases. I figure, there'll come a time when you stop doing this, but we tend to forget how precious these "ordinary" things are, so I got it.
I fed you your mom's Thai curry, which you loved. I think you hit a ginger ball or something, though, because at one point you got very unhappy. I gave you yogurt, in case it was spicy, to neutralize it.
I took you in the bath tub with me for the first time. Usually you do bath time with mom. You had a great time. You loved standing up on things, and were a bit startled when i turned the water on to add more hot to the tub. You kept trying to grab a plastic duck, but because it was floating, it moved away from you when you put your hand on it. You've not mastered the precision snatch needed to get a floating toy.
After your bath I dressed you and we played with your little pop up pegs. You can almost put them back in their slots. You can depress them, but cant' quite figure out how to slide your finger off them to make them pop out. We played a little crawling chase around the hexagonal table. I fed you more curry.
When bedtime came,i ave you some milk in a sippy cup, and was going to put you down, but decided to try to show you a book first. I really want you to get in the habit of expecting books, but you've just been uninterested. Well, you actually sat still for your fuzzy animals book, and petted the lion fur, and the koala fur. You also kind of understood the treefrog sticky pads. When the book ws done, you flopped on the furry throw onthe couch and snuggled in and I knew you were ready to sleep. I took you to your crib, and instead of the usual crying, you just lay right down on your belly and settled in.
When you cry when we put you down, sometimes I think it's because you just want more time with us, and I feel terrible about cutting our time short. Tonight, I think you got a mega dose of daddy time, and were happy to go to sleep. I hope we have lots of good times together in the evening. I can't wait to play games with you.
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