invented on the spot as I was getting her ready for her bath tonight: She was on the changing table and I was standing next to her when she suddenly threw herself against my chest and giggled. I grabbed her and half-tickled, half-hugged her. Then she looked up, grinned mischievously, and threw herself against me again. It helped that I was wearing a blue Patagonia fleece that I believe is her favorite of all my soft winter clothes. She did this three times before I regretfully had to make her stop because I wanted to get her to sleep a bit earlier than usual.
Rachel woke up at 8:50 a.m. this morning, really late for getting to daycare and getting myself to work. So we are trying an experiment: Getting her down to bed 15 minutes early. In her case, that means starting to clean up the toys and drink her bottle at 8:20 p.m. instead of 8:40. The bedtime ritual -- bottle, stories, bath, lotion, sleepsuit, songs, sleep -- takes about 45 minutes. So the upshot of it was that I got her to sleep at 9:05 instead of 9:20.
I hope this doesn't permanently screw up her sleep schedule and make her wake up at 7 or 7:30. But it's getting darker and colder and by the time I changed her into her sleepsuit she was already rubbing her eyes. So if this works, I'll have a bit more time to myself at night, which would be nice. I could really use the time to catch up on all the boring grownup stuff that Rachel never sees, like paying bills, balancing my checkbook, going through all the issues of New York that pile up because I never asked for a subscription but the folks there have kindly decided to send me the magazine in the hopes that I will finally break down and subscribe...
It's also a good time to post to this blog. So, goodnight folks. Catch you soon.
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