I have been very, very impatient with Lydia lately. I feel like I write that a lot. I have to rethink our schedule and see how I can improve my chances to be patient with her.
I listened to Hamilton while tidying and baking today. I made a cake for a baby shower, but I was so late to the shower that everybody had already eaten. After a perfect birthday yesterday, I feel like I kind of failed at life today. Sigh.
I forgot to write a sweet thing that Lydia did yesterday. I told the girls I was going to take a nap, and after a little bit Lydia showed up with a tray she had beautifully set with silverware, a banana, a full–unspilled!–glass of ice water, and a toasted, buttered, and jammed English muffin. It delighted me. In light of that, you would think I would have been more patient today. I’ll try again tomorrow.