Another evening at home

Today is Thursday, so it's grocery shopping day. Craig and I take turns during the week handling "baby-duty" and I use one of my two free nights to get to the store so I have more free time on weekends. I got home with the groceries at 5:40 and, after greeting Will & Craig, got busy making dinner. This is what that looks like:



Will: "How much longer? I'm hungry NOW!"

Brutus: "Drop something. Drop something. Drop something."



When tackling ANY task, I'm usually interrupted about every 2-3 minutes to remove Will from some sort of mischevious endeavor. So EVERYTHING takes longer. But finally, dinner is on the table.

In my last post, I explained what feeding Will looks like: fist full after fist full until his mouth and belly nearly burst. My growing boy is a little piggy.

As you know, Will's latest talent is walking! So this is how we play in the evenings after dinner.





Then it's bath/lotion/jammy/teeth-brushing time with daddy. Sometimes we read stories in the rocking chair. Other times we turn on the "Jesus Loves Me" musical lamb and hold him quietly for a few minutes before putting him in bed at 7:30.



Each night of the week, I do a little bit of cleaning (again, so that my weekends are free to spend relaxing and doing FUN things). Thursday night is usually cleaning the shower and toilets and changing the bed sheets. I'm also going to cram in some ironing of the laundry I washed last night since we'll be out at the fair tomorrow night.

Then I pack my lunch for the next work day and TRY to get to bed by 10:00.

I will be honest: I have NO IDEA what I did with all my spare time before I had a child...