Day 68:
Busy day today, Boy'O. All kinds of things to do and so we've had you in the car seat in some form or fashion pretty much all day. First it was the mall... A bite to eat, some things for the house, an appointment for my failing eyes (they're not so bad, but I could only hold on to the notion of having 20/20 hawk-eye vision for so long before the reading headaches would get the better of me), and just generally in and out of a few places. All in all you spent a solid three hours in your car seat. By the time we'd returned home everyone was so exhausted we could hardly keep our eyes open, and so everyone grabbed some couch space and took a nap.
I've never been much of a nap-guy, Conor. I've always lived under the idea that I'll get plenty of sleep when I'm dead. That was before I had a son though... These days the occasional nap, if one is afforded to me, is a blessing. My Dad- your Pops, has always said that one of his favorite things to do is to take a mid-afternoon nap. I never understood that having always feared missing something. Not sure what, but something. Now though, I get it.
When everybody awoke from their mid-afternoon slumber it occurred to us that several other errands, including going to the grocery store and getting anything having to do with dinner, had not yet been done though to be sure, it was later than expected... So, Japanese anyone? And back in the carrier you'd go.
Two hot Saki later and very well fed, and here I sit giving you the play by play while Mommy sorts you out for the night. Neil Young on the radio, a light mood, and no work tomorrow... Yep, it's a good night.
Good night, Conor an Chroí Lion... See you in a few hours for the 3:00am feeding!
-Dad
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