Cory was on call this weekend, so he woke up at his usual workday hour of 5 a.m. to head off on his 1 1/2 hour commute. He's only gone in the mornings, though, which is nice even though it would be even nicer for him to have the entire weekend off.
This morning I was able to put Cole down while he napped, and he slept that way for about an hour. This is probably only the second or third time that has happened. He's just like Accalia in that sense. She started sleeping on her own for naps when she was probably around 8 or 9 months old. Before then, putting her down risked her immediate awakening or a very, very short nap. I didn't mind at all with her since I'd just sit and read or play at the computer. It's not a big deal with Cole either since I just snuggle him up in the sling and go about the day. But it was rather nice having my arms completely free. I was able to straighten up the majority of our bedroom - mostly piles of clean laundry on the floor. Accalia came running in once it was clean and danced around because she was so excited to see the floor.
We were planning to go to a program about raptors at the Lewis & Clark Visitors Center since they'd have a few birds to show, and Accalia has had fun searching for bald eagles along the river. We just ran out of time with a grocery shopping trip and checking out half of our library's contents.
Coming down the stairs tonight after changing Cole's diaper, I was singing Jingle Bells for some reason. Accalia said "Don't sing, Mommy. It makes Cole sad." I didn't think I was that bad!
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