We used to jokingly say, "It takes a vilage to raise a child..." ALL THE TIME when Liam was little and screaming all the time and when Elena was little and needed constant rocking and holding to stop wailing. Now, they have grown up quite a bit from those days. We don't find ourselves calling for "fresh horses" (another favorite expression) as often. When the kids were little, friends had to be careful not to get too close, lest they sucked into the black hole of desperation that colicky babies and needy mommy created.
So, today I embarked on a new chapter in my life. I added a part time job to my contigency consulting work. This is the first time in a long time I will be working outside of the home on a consistent basis. It felt wonderful to get up, get dressed up, do my hair and pack the kids off to their respective morning places...Elena to school and Liam to the sitter. At noon, there was a changing of the guards. I was still at work (I work 9:30-2:30 as a New Business and Marketing Manager at a toy company). The kids came home and hung out with Grammy and Boppa. Then, at 2PM, Grammy headed off to one of her tutoring jobs and left the kids in the care of my dad, Boppa, the Boppa-sitter pictured to the left.
When I came home, he was sound asleep. He didn't even notice I was home. Elena was cradling the remote, telling me that she had been flipping back and forth between channels. I was only a touch unnerved when she told me that she didn't really like "Killer Elephants" on Animal Planet...Um...I can see why! Oh well, the children are USUALLY well cared for and at least he, unlike me, naps right there in the same room with them.
Monday, January 26, 2009
DAY 26: The Boppa-sitter
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2 comments:
This is hilarious! Boppa looks way too comfy.
I heartily subscribe to the notion that it takes a village - whether awake or asleep!
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