Today was my dad’s last day with us. I flew to Pensacola May 22nd and drove back with him the next day. He did a great job taking care of our other babies, the cats and dogs. When we returned from China he helped us by taking care of some household and pet duties. Much needed considering the condition we were in the day after we returned.
Thank you dad for being there for us and Penelope when we needed you most. We love you and wish you a Happy Father’s Day.
***
Yesterday we went grocery shopping. Whole Foods has miniature carts for children with a sign on top – “Customer In Training”. She was so intent trying to push mama’s cart without success. The mini-cart was perfect for Penelope. My dad and I stayed busy keeping her from causing mini-accidents throughout the store.
Not much Penelope time for me today. Maybe we can get a post from the other J about how the day with her went (hint, hint).
This morning Jennifer cleaned while Penelope, my dad, and I went outside. I took my shoes off to put on Croc’s since the ground was still saturated with dew. Penelope saw her opportunity to fill my shoes. (You’ll fit in them too sooner than mama and I would like).
We went to the airport around 10:30 to get a rental car. I drove my dad to Montgomery where we did a prisoner exchange grandparent swap. At Panera Bread we enjoyed a much needed lunch and swapped more luggage than Jennifer and I brought on our trip to China! Jennifer baked an amazing apple pie for Father’s Day which we all enjoyed.
When Grandma Padgett and I returned to the house Penelope was eating an afternoon snack. She was unfazed by the grandparent exchange. Or she’s really confused about why the guy with the mustache has breasts now. We’ll never know.
After dinner and a bath Penelope refused to be rocked. No, no, no. She to her crib. I laid her down and placed her blanket over her. Then she pointed at why she wanted to be in her crib. She wanted me to put lotion on her. And more lotion. And more. And then more. Every time I was done she pointed at the bottle. What worked so well for 2 nights has now become a trigger to keep her up.
I checked the baby monitor after I left her room and she was sitting up, laying down, rolling around, trying to find the first of many positions she will end up in tonight. Every time I check the monitor she has shifted in her crib. At this rate we’ll have to start her with a queen size bed so she doesn’t fall out with all her night moves.
It’s back to work tomorrow. Thankfully I will be at home working, catching up on email and policy changes. More to come…
