walkitout (walkitout) wrote,
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inching back to desired normal

Teddy is headed towards a more reasonable schedule. He got up waaaaay too early yesterday, which was good, because his grandma was visiting and had to leave at 10. By getting up at 7:30, they got a few more hours together and had a good time, other than him tripping, hitting his head on the corner of a wall and cracking the skin, leaving an instantaneous blue bruise. Eeeek! 'Course I had to come downstairs (at 7:40 or so -- this happened fast) to supply boobalicious comfort, because grandma was a little too involved in explaining that (a) she had nothing to do with it and (b) he didn't trip on anything, just the floor.

Well, no one thinks you have anything to do with it, other than offering comfort and empathy (which were conspicuously lacking in her response) and we've all tripped on just the floor, sooner or later. Toddlers are no different. She was really great this weekend, but clearly there are limits to how good great is.

I got a lot of time to read, which was awesome. I didn't feel comfortable leaving the kid with R. and grandma (see above story) for any extended period of time, altho they did take him out for a walk and to play in the driveway. He came back cold but warmed up fast. I was annoyed, but I got over it. Mostly. I finished _Wintersmith_ and bought a copy of _Proven Guilty_ (the latest Butcher Files in paperback) at Toadstool (yay! Toadstool!) when we were killing a half hour or so waiting to be seated at Giorgio's. Wonderfully enough, the pager works at Toadstool -- either those things are real pagers or the two places are Close Enough. I'm thinking real pagers. I read _Proven Guilty_ and started _Paths Not Taken_, which is a Simon Green Nightside novel. So, lots of progress on fiction.

We may or may not attempt Hampshire Hills today. It's a school holiday, so child care _should_ be available, but she's still completely preoccupied with her own problems. I told her to call before heading over, so I wouldn't feel compelled to stay home if I didn't want to. I should be thinking about taxes, but I don't see much point in doing those until beginning of March. The bridal shower seems to be being handled by one of the other maids. Next up (other than cabal on Friday and book group on Monday) is probably getting groceries, and picking up the 'maids dress.
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