What a Son-day!

One of the most interesting things about being the SAHD is how much more time I get to spend with Mo. This is unexpected because part of the way this works is she works and extra 12 hour shift each week. (I spent a year doing 50+ hour weeks, it's tough and she's amazing). We kinda assumed that this would mean we either wouldn't see each other as much, or potentially even less.

But here's the thing. We only have to worry about her schedule. Jo and I are available more or less whenever she is. This means whenever she does have free time, we are good to go. We don't have to juggle my schedule or daycare or anything.

The only thing getting in the way is her homework. She is in her last year of this masters degree and it's no joke hard work and takes up some time. When she is done, we will be golden. For now, we do what we can.

But, the other day she woke up with Jo and got him fed so I could grab a couple minutes of sleep and shave in peace. When I was ready I told her I was ready to take Jo so she could get going on homework. Then this happened.

"I got that done when Jo was eating breakfast"

"What?"

"It's done for today, I got it done."

"go shower, we're going to the zoo. High five."

Then we went to the zoo.

And everything was awesome forever. 

Cranky Son-day

So we went to church on Sunday. Jo was kinda cranky in the morning, but not too bad. Then fell asleep in the car and slept through the first part of service. This was nice, and quiet, and sweet.

And could not last.

He woke up and was a complete pill through sunday school, the ride home, basically the rest of the day in general.

So, I figured, he was already upset and cranky. May as well cut his hair.

May have over done it.

Dad-time Son-day

This week Jo went to the new MDO. It was a rougher drop-off than I thought it would be. He loooooves the toddler room at school. It's actually pretty tough to get him out of there when church is over. However, it took a good bit to get him to detach and go to the room on Wednesday. His teacher told me he was mostly fine and did good with the other kids.

I never believe people when they say he did fine.

I mean, when I do stuff with him, like go to the store...

Yes, it's as big as him. Everyone in the store smiled. 

Or play outside in the water...

love that thing.

Or whatever, he does fine. Maybe 1 in 10 times he is fussy or difficult. But in my mind, 10 seconds after I leave a room, his eyes glow red and he is horrid for hours on end. Then, people are too nice to look at me and say "Sir, your son is the anti-christ, here is holy water...do what needs to be done."

But, no matter how good he is, I need some time just to myself. I think everyone does. Not everyone gets it, but they need it. Last night I was able to just go out of the house without him. Went to Game HQ. I never buy anything there, or stay longer than 20 minutes, but I like to poke my nose in every now and again. It was nice to just kinda get away for an hour or so.

Super-slide Son-day

We went to TX yesterday for Miles' birthday. We've been looking forward to it because it's about the only time we get to see the Hendrix.

well, that and the In-N-Out burger. 

We would have liked to have stayed longer, even overnight, but it just wasn't feasible. As it was we got back just in time to let mo get her homework done before homework. Mo has 11 months left till she is done with her Masters degree. That should free up our flexibility for awesome things like spending a weekend with the Hendrix.

The party itself was pretty normal for the Hendrix...

...and by "normal", I mean "awesome". 

They were, as always, amazing hosts and the company they keep is wonderful. Every time I go, I meet some new friend of theirs who is awesome. It was also good to see Jennifer and her kids.

Here are a few of the highlights as the party continued:
First, Jenn and Shonda went down the slide.

Then, Jack went down...fully dressed.

Then, the magic happened.