we have a new routine around here. it used to be that daron would come home, get the mail, walk in the kitchen, we'd hug, kiss, then sit on the couch for 30 minutes and just talk and talk while we cuddled. this was always one of the best parts of my day. probably the best part most of the time. with our new little one, we are still figuring out a routine. since Carter is pretty much on no routine the situation is always different when daron gets home. sometimes i'm feeding Carter, sometimes i'm trying to entertain while trying to make dinner, sometimes he's having a meltdown and i am holding him tight against me to help him calm down. when i'm lucky, he is peacefully in dream land.
no matter what the scene looks like, daron takes Carter from me, sets him on his lap, and my beautiful baby boy's face lights up. a smile stretches across his face from ear to ear and those bright eyes get even brighter. at first, i convinced myself it was coincidence. "he just happens to get super happy when daron gets home because it's a new face." no. that is definitely not the case. Carter, for now, seems to be a complete and total "daddy's boy." i'll admit. sometimes i am a little jealous. "how come he doesn't smile like that with me!?!?" but the thought is fleeting. i am immediately taken by the scene of my baby boy so fixed on his dad, starring at him for what seems like forever, and smiling and giggling
at his every move.
well, i can't believe tomorrow is already friday.
this week zipped by me.
this weekend has lots of plans as we have 2 birthday celebrations, daron's parents are in town (!), and of course, plans to hang around and have fun times with dad
all day long.
hooray for weekends. truly.
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