This is the third day in a row that Abe is not coming home until super late (or, in Monday’s case, he didn’t come home at all). As much as I miss Abe and am always so happy to see him come through that door, I actually really enjoyed doing it all myself today.
Normally I clean while Abe does the kids’ night routines, but since he’s here, I do the night routines. And I really sank into appreciating my kids and enjoying how delightful they can be. We still had hard music practices, but that was a discrete hour in an otherwise very happy, peaceful evening.
I didn’t feel that well this morning and so I spent a lot of it curled up on the couch watching art history documentaries and working on a photo book for 2017. I couldn’t actually relax that much because Ammon demands that I accompany him every time he goes potty, and because he’s terrified of pooping in the potty, he’s constantly running to the potty because his body actually does need to poop, but then he gets freaked out and hops right off. Three minutes later we do the exercise again. But since I didn’t work out today or yesterday, I just counted these potty trips as my exercise. There’s a lot of deep knee bends involved in helping him in and out of his pants and undies (he also believes he needs to be naked from the waist down in order to go potty).
I wish I had taken pictures because Clarissa was in the best mood all day and was SO CUTE. But my phone was dead in the morning and then in the afternoon and evening, life is on super speed and there wasn’t a moment to take any photos.