Dear Friends and Family,
The overarching theme of this weekend was Mr. mouse's work. He rarely needs to work weekends, but he needed to work this weekend.
So, Friday night, P and I went out for pizza and waited out the snow. Then, we came home and played and read and went to bed. P fell off of our bed, but that hasn't stopped her from asking each night to sleep in it again.
Saturday, P and I had toast for breakfast and played until Mr. mouse got home from his overnight. Bakery, library, breakfast, and gift shopping rounded out the morning. Naps for P and Mr. mouse and conference calls and constant email rounded out the afternoon.
Sunday, more conference calls, more emails, dim sum with a friend, more naps, more conference calls, more emails, dinner, more conference calls, and more emails.
Before you think I'm really annoyed by this, I'm not. It wasn't the most fun, but I recognize it's not a frequent occurrence. Honestly, though, it's less disruptive when I'm alone with P altogether. We don't need to coordinate schedules. We don't need to work around schedules. We don't need to make space or time. We can just be ourselves.
But, this should be over this week. And, hopefully, next week life returns to normal.
Cheers!
mouse
The overarching theme of this weekend was Mr. mouse's work. He rarely needs to work weekends, but he needed to work this weekend.
So, Friday night, P and I went out for pizza and waited out the snow. Then, we came home and played and read and went to bed. P fell off of our bed, but that hasn't stopped her from asking each night to sleep in it again.
Saturday, P and I had toast for breakfast and played until Mr. mouse got home from his overnight. Bakery, library, breakfast, and gift shopping rounded out the morning. Naps for P and Mr. mouse and conference calls and constant email rounded out the afternoon.
Sunday, more conference calls, more emails, dim sum with a friend, more naps, more conference calls, more emails, dinner, more conference calls, and more emails.
Before you think I'm really annoyed by this, I'm not. It wasn't the most fun, but I recognize it's not a frequent occurrence. Honestly, though, it's less disruptive when I'm alone with P altogether. We don't need to coordinate schedules. We don't need to work around schedules. We don't need to make space or time. We can just be ourselves.
But, this should be over this week. And, hopefully, next week life returns to normal.
Cheers!
mouse
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