Drew reports that he had a wonderful day with Rachel. This morning he and I signed refinancing papers (we grabbed a better rate and as a result our monthy mortgage payments are now lower) while Rachel played at our feet. It was a cheerful yet sobering reminder of how much my life has changed in less than a year.
Then I went off to work while Drew took Rachel to the park. They made new friends with a 3-year-old named Grace and her 6-month-old brother, Chet. Chet is big. He weighs 24 pounds. He could sit on Rachel and do serious damage. They ended up on the same blanket together, with Drew watching them while Grace's mom ran after her daughter. When Chet expressed interest in Rachel's toy phone, she handed it to him! How sweet!
Then a bank failed in Washington State and Drew had to write the story. I raced out of work and managed to catch the 5:55 p.m. bus back home, where I took over child-care duties while Drew reported, wrote and proofed a chart. Rachel amused herself with Cheerios while I warmed up dinner, and we ended up having most of our Shabbat meal before we had to start bath, bottle and bedtime.
Bathtime is crucial these days because Rachel manages to cover herself in Cheerios when we offer them to her. "I know I'm a parent because I know what happens when you combine Cheerios and saliva," Drew said. "SuperGlue! It's like cement."
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