Yesterday was my first day with two children home and a spouse at work. This was like Whac-a-Mole. One baby would settle, then the other would burst into tears, and so on.
A highlight was the strange Joshie psychodrama unfolding on the couch. Josh seemed mostly furious that he no longer had full-day one-on-one attention, but Josh is a fighter, and he wanted to learn to cope, so in his calmer moments, he would grab his Snoopy doll and mimic anything I was doing with Susie.
At other times, Josh seemed to *become* Susie; he wanted to be in the fetal position, on my stomach, and though I probably shouldn't encourage this, well, I'm trying to resist "the tyranny of the shoulds" .....
We're reading:
*Burkert, "The Nightingale." Weird and boring, with pretty pictures.
*"Cop Town," by Karin Slaughter. This is not appropriate for infants, but I edit out the curse words and make the story new.
*"Paddington." This remains perfect--start to finish.
Enjoy your weekend.
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