May 16: When I drove up to the house at 7:45 last night, I expected to hear wailing as I walked in the house. Instead, there was a happy dad and boy and a sleeping girl. Bryan said that Sylvie took the bottle I left…guzzled it’s small contents and really wanted more. But other than a little unhappiness, she rested in the Baby Bjorn and then went to sleep.
And I had a lovely time getting my hair done. Having not been away from Sylvie for more than about 20 minutes has been just fine, but it felt so luxuriant and free to sit in a salon with my hair all foiled, reading a magazine and overhearing salon chatter.
Then after we put the kids to bed, Bryan and I sat and chatted for an hour or so. And unfortunately rare occurrence these days.
Andrew has just curled up next to me and said, “Hi Mommy Fox, I’m your yiddle cub all curled up in our cozy den together.” So cute! “Will you play with me, Mommy Fox?” I’m off to tickle my cub!
Althea, Bryan, Andrew, and Sylvia