Everything is changing. Since I forget so much I decided to write down our nightly routine, a snapshot of our evenings. I have a feeling they are going to change soon.
After work we go to the park. We walk and discuss the day. Jenn and I each grab one of Penelope’s hands. She uses the opportunity to jump. Landing must recharge her enthusiasm. She repeats this a several times before she walks again. When she runs Jenn and I hold her hands, a construction paper cutout of a family come to life.
Back home we make smoothies, sit at the table, and relax. Jenn and I are both exhausted. We know the pattern. We’ve worked out the duties, almost silently. Marital telepathy.Typically Jenn makes dinner while I watch Penelope. Penelope gets a puzzle, her monkey and teddy bear, a blanket, and the floor mat to play on. We listen to music and play. Everyone washes their hands. When we eat Jenn and I look at Penelope. Jenn and I always finish eating before Penelope. Without a word one of us gets up and starts cleaning while Penelope eats.
