One More Shot

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More images have been uploaded.  I haven’t organized them into sets.

In fact, I may spend some time reorganizing the sets I already have.

So you may want to just look at the photostream directly.

Ok, I was originally going to title this “Not gone, just resting”, but people might get the wrong idea.

I’m going to try to get back to regular posts this week. Right now I’m going to bed.

In the past six hours we’ve probably piled in as many inches of snow. And there’s signs that we could get another six before morning.

It’ll probably taper off at another two or three, but the weathermen seem nervous.

Of course tomorrow is the day I’m supposed to head back to work. Fortunately, my commute is just about a minute.

Of course if school is cancelled, the m our daycare will be closed as well. My wife is not yet up to solo parenting for two kids, so I may end up burning another PTO day.

Oh…wow. It’s thundering out there. That’s never a good thing.

Paternity leave has flown by. No meaningful posts, just a quick picture from my iPhone. (from which I am also posting this)

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Before I get going, I should mention that I’m not necessarily going to be posting a blurb saying that I’ve uploaded new pictures.  (I have, by the way.)  Feel free to check on my progress either through the Gallery link at the top of the page or by bookmarking my photostream.  Actually, if you’re familiar with RSS feed readers, you should be able to add my photostream to your reader and essentially be notified on new activity.

So it’s Wednesday, and I honestly feel this is the first moment I’ve had to really post anything.  The Younger was born on Thanksgiving.  Friday was hectic and happy and visits and relearning all the skills I had put away two years ago when the Elder ceased to be quite so…little.  Saturday was more of the same.  We came home on Sunday, and reality started to sink in.  Monday I managed to get most of the bags that we just kind of threw here and there on our way in.  Tuesday was more cleaning and organizing.  And today I spent half the day in the bathroom as my eldest, who had spiked a fever and thus was home, insisted on sitting on potty until she accomplished something.

Now we’re all kind of adapting.   I have to say that both of my daughters have pleasantly surprised me.

The Younger is a Sleeper.  She sleeps, a lot.  Much more so than I remember the Eldest sleeping at a similar age.  So far that’s gone well.  But then again, it’s only been six days.

The Eldest…she’s obsessed with her sister.  In a good way.  She wants to hold her baby sister.  She talks about the baby all the time.  When she sees her little sister, she immediately asks if she can hold her.  When the baby cries, she runs over to where ever she is and tries to comfort the crying infant.   It’s really cute, actually.  Again, it’s only been six days yet.

In any case, we’re surviving.   At this point I’m only a little sleep deprived.  Of course, I’m still on paternity leave and waking up a little later than normal.  That could have something to do with it.

The best is yet to come.

…and then my eldest spiked a 101 degree fever.

It’s not so much that I spent countless hours at her side, tending to her every need in her weakened state.

No, it’s that I spent most of the evening being yelled at by an irate two year old who honestly believes that if at first your request is refused, repeat your request in a slightly louder and more emphatic.

So yesterday I was a little too tired to post.  This evening I’m slightly deaf.  Tomorrow I’m going to try and free up some time from chores and post some more pictures.

Assuming of course that my daughter’s fever breaks overnight and I don’t spend the whole day trying to appease the unappeasable.

Just in place of all the cutesy information I’d otherwise put in a longer post:

• We’re home again.  We came home Sunday afternoon.
• The elder and the younger are getting along like peas in a pod.
• The elder can’t seem to say the younger’s name, so refers to her little sister as “Baby Yummy.”
• We’re tired.  Really really tired.

As soon as I find some time to sleep.

So maybe never.  But one can hope

More pictures

The sisters meet