It’s Wednesday, aka teaching Friday. Leon and I rode a train into Manhattan around 10 am. He played in my office, Dad picked him up at noon, and I taught my classes. I almost packed everything I needed this morning (ice pack for expressed milk, lunch, books, noise protection for L), but when I had my break, I realized that I forgot lids for the milk bottles. Augh! I put over 6 oz. in a bottle and then a ziplock. Over 2 oz. spilled out, but there’s still plenty for next time.
There was a package when I got home. Our Kindercoat (for babywearing) arrived!
It isn’t warm enough for this vortex business, but we will wear it soon. As you can see by Leon’s expression, he’s not quite sold on this yet. He prefers being in the jacket with a back carry
Or we ate dinner and Leon threw a bunch on the floor and wore some more.
Man, our kitchen mirror is gross.
Both my boys are passed out right now. Oh here is what our collective sleeping area looks like.
But don’t be fooled. He never sleeps in the sidecar crib. Nope, our little dude sleeps right in the middle of us. He likes to play in his crib. But if he is not cradled thisclose to me in bed, heads will roll. Who am I to argue?