Reality Me

Last night Amy brings me the box to the “FindingNemo” DVD which has a picture of a big sea turtle on it. I ask her “what is this?” and she replies “Crush!” Crush is the name of the turtle in the movie!

This is one of those mornings I can feel myself burning out quick. I should wake my wife but I can’t bring myself to do that.

Amy pulled her folded stroller all the way down the hall to where I now sit. She says “Baby’s chair” and I unfold it for her and unlatch the tray that goes across the front. She climbs in and says “Baby buckle” to which I reply “Amy’s buckle” (she had stopped calling herself baby after seeing a new born). I help her get buckled then she wants the tray closed. Finally, the expected request, “Oootside” I rolled her to the window and told her “too cold” which she repeated and gave her a new breakfast in her chair. Both bowls of cereal now coat the floor.

Amy is up.

A New Day!

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This Morning

Woke at 2:30am to a screaming baby. She was sitting on the floor near her sisters bed; obviously trying to get to her and couldn’t. She had lost her pacifier and “night night” (blankie) and her juice was empty. I held her and recovered her “bop” (pacifier) and “night night” then held her until she calmed. It’s a wonderful feeling to have a baby squeeze you and press her head into your shoulder while she falls asleep.

My mind was wide awake and alert. I almost convinced myself to stay up for the rest of the night and work on the computer.

Woke again at 5 to Paul Simon but silenced him and went back to sleep. At 6am I got up and roused the kids then went straight to the couch to hide under the down comforter and slip back into sleep. At 6:20 I medicated Tommy and went back to sleep until 6:35 when we began the “Tommy get up” game.

Now? Lay back down or get to work?

Yesterday

I was wiped out from the weekend. I couldn’t pull myself together. Kept racing 10 different things through my mind that I needed to be doing at that exact moment so nothing got accomplished.

Help! I’ve been kidnapped by 5th graders!

We are going to The Hermitage and after lunch there will return to Knoxville.

Wildhorse Saloon

State Museum and State Capitol

The Parthenon

Country Music Hall of Fame and lunch!

Frist Art Museum.

Help I’ve been kidnapped by fifth graders!

Roughly 50 ten year olds at the Rainforest Cafe.

Cathy Amy and I decided to run to the bank, Captian D’s, Target then picked Tommy up from his school.

Rapidly herding 5th graders onto the buses to go to Nashville.