We had the best of intentions of rising at five o’clock this morning and bundling the boy up and heading to Pennsylvania where I was going to stay with Janali and Zedekiah and Daniel was going to meet up with Sam and head to work at Bitleap. But since we went to bed at who knows what time last night (we were all in Nana’s living room, laughing and talking late into the wee hours) we apparently slept right through that alarm. Drew woke us both up at 7, with a wet diaper and lots of screamy nonsense involving the need to be fed right away and no, you can’t wait to put your glasses on first.
We realized that we’d overslept and were trying to deal with the stress of it and figure out what we needed to take when Drew performed one more feat, and soaked himself and IT SEEMED all things within three feet of where he lay. Actually, we did have preventive measures lying under him so it wasn’t terribly bad as far as a cleanup but it immediately meant that Drew needed a bath before we left for PA. And then we discovered that we had no more wipes. Yes, I can use a washcloth in an emergency and hey, I can even sit him in the tub and hose him off but wipes are not just a luxury to me. They are Things We Do Not Need to Run Out Of. So, Daniel made an early trip to Wal-Mart for wipes and by the time he got back, things were just hectic as pie and he was needing to get on the road. So Drew and I decided to spend our last day on vacation here while Daniel road-tripped away.
Steve was leaving for Mt. Vernon today so most of the morning was spent watching him gather his various and asundry items, teasing him about his hair, and wishing him a safe trip. Tim and Harry went off to work and Mary Beth and Sarah made cupcakes for Sarah’s birthday (happy birthday, Sarah). Ben slept most of the day. I have no idea how he can sleep…FOREVER. If I don’t get out of the bed at least by nine o’clock each morning, I have a horrible headache. And since I’ve become a mom, I really do not get those luxury hours. But I do get to sleep during naps. That IS a luxury. Grandpa decided that Drew did, thankfully, look like a handsome baby and told him so in no uncertain terms. And Nana and I sat in the living room and discussed the history of this home. She moved into this lovely house over 50 years ago. She and her husband raised Mary Beth, watched her go off to college, and then brought Nana’s parents here to live while their health declined. Then Mary Beth and Harry & Co. moved here from PA and then Grandpa made the move and now it is a houseful PLUS a dog.
As most know, Daniel, Drew, and I are alike in the fact that when there are too many people around and too much going on – we will need to have some alone time soon. So occasionally, Drew and I scamper out of the breezeway and head to the guest room suite (which is closed off from the rest of the house) and we play quiet time. Which pretty much means I rub his feet and kiss his belly. He has me trained very well.
But now the night is progressing and I’ve just heard from Daniel that he’ll be getting home around eleven o’clock and Drew will be waking soon to eat and my fingers are killing me because I attempted to play the guitar again. So I must away and do busy mom things but I keep secretly wiggling that it’s a new year and that I’ve had a grand start to it. It has been really lovely to be here in Baltimore for New Years.
But here’s to the trip home tomorrow. Home, sweet, home.