It was a remarkably low-key Father’s Day, my first one with Alex. I enjoyed it. He napped well … until just now when I tried to put him down for his last nap of the day — and I got some work done around the house while Stefanie worked and Andrew (as usual) slept the day away. Must be nice not to have any responsibilities, eh?
Talked to my dad, of course, to wish him a happy Father’s Day. Hope to call my mom later; we haven’t talked since she visited a month ago. We’ve just been so busy lately.
We did get some good news: Stefanie started working part-time last week. I’m happy to have to her home more, and I know she is happy about that, too. Not having her full-time pay will be difficult financially, of course, but I think it will be worth it.
Last night, I headed to my friend Brian’s house for a party. Lots of good food — bacon-wrapped lil’ smokies? yum! — beer and good conversation. Got home around 1:30 a.m., which is really late for me anymore. Alex apparently woke up at 12:30 a.m., and Stefanie took care of him. He woke again at 3:30 a.m. and for good around 6:45 a.m. That’s much better than the every-two-hour wake-up calls of late. I think we are getting back on schedule, but we probably have several more days of letting him “cry it out” before he is back on track. Still no tooth, so here’s hoping that it makes an appearance soon.
Visited my sleep specialist again Friday. He swapped out my mask for a smaller, lighter version that seems to fit better and more is definitely more comfortable. With it, I finally made it through a full night using the C-PAP for my sleep apnea. I still hate that stupid machine though.
Here’s a funny in honor of Father’s Day, from (The Customer is) Not Always Right:
Supermarket | Winnipeg, MB, Canada
(I was a cashier and father and young son were in line.)
Son: “Wow, that’s a lot of stuff!”
Dad: “Yeah, I might have to sell your bike to pay for it all.”
Son: “Noooo, not my bike!”
Dad: *laughs* “No, I wouldn’t sell your bike for food. Although, I might sell it for beer…”