Combine all ingredients between 7:00 and 7:30 am. Drive to Kenmore Air Harbor. Observe activity for 30 to 60 minutes, or until bored.
When bored, walk 1/4 mile to Cemex factory. Find safe place to observe cement trucks.
When thoroughly chilled, return to air harbor, use bathroom and warm up. Observe mechanics repairing planes. Watch out: Toddler will likely start getting very hungry, and express this problem vehemently.
Drive to breakfast, eat a huge pile of eggs and toast, and change diaper. Go to Blyth Park to play on the tire mountain. Coincidentally, you may encounter another child you know from church.
When tired of the park, return home to find street repair crew working on patching the road a block from home. Go observe, taking care to examine backhoe loader carefully.
Mommy may be required to put toddler down for a nap 30 minutes early, due to extreme tiredness.
Can you make out the little sign there past the rear of that pickup truck? Oh, you can’t read it, you say?
Here, let me zoom in.
In case you still cannot read it, this sign clearly asks people not to park in front of mail boxes. Exactly as the pickup truck did. We’ll give him the benefit of the doubt: Maybe the truck left before the mailman comes. Still, we don’t exactly live in an inner city with cutthroat parking competition. Plenty of space on the street.
In other news, a picture of our son, a budding Calvin:
Yep, that’s Grand-Nana, who has been up visiting from California for a few days. Benji has been having fun discovering the joys of watermelon with her, reading Dr Seuss’s ABC book, and practicing crawling up things…like stairs, gack!
Benji has been more cuddly and a little less exploratory lately. This suits my mom just fine, as baby cuddles are about the nicest cuddles out there. Mom came and took care of Benji and me both Thursday and Friday this week, as I struggled to head off an incipient mastitis infection and recouped from a totally sleepless night. I am deeply grateful for her help this week, which enabled me to pump and rest assiduously; and, really, I’m grateful for all the help we get from our families, who give us sanity time. It’s such a huge gift I can’t even express my thankfulness.
In addition to cuddling with Nana, Benji also went for a walk with me and mom. We went all the way to the library, and on the way home he fell asleep in the front-facing Moby wrap, his face mashed against my hand. Initially he sucked on my thumb knuckle, but sleepiness won out.
It was extremely foggy on our walk, enough so that the camouflage on the water tower actually worked… Although I guess you could debate whether camouflage is meaningful in those conditions.