Whew, that was quite a week last week. I spent a total of 12 hours at work (out of 40) and the rest with LG. It was our unplanned vacation. He had salmonella (ok, still has, I guess) so he and I played hooky together. He was feeling ok (his diaper was the only sign of illness) so he was great company. We had a few big adventures, and a few small ones. More on that tomorrow.
But, now PB is home. And it's Monday. So I had to come to work. And I'm trying hard to want to be here. I'm trying really, really hard. PB and LG went to the zoo in Akron this morning. They saw the penguins. I'm jealous. My co-workers are not as cute.
For you guys, however, I will come up with something.
I would rather be at work than holding a fussy little o as he gets his first tooth. He doesn't want cuddles, but doesn't want to be put down. He doesn't want to play, but needs his toys close by. You know, that mood where even your skin doesn't feel right on you? Poor little o. When he can eat fresh buttered corn on the cob in the middle of the summer, though, I'm sure he'll be glad he's got those choppers.
Have a good Monday!