If you missed the start of this series, you can find it here. A lot of things will be the same or very similar.
The sky was completely overcast at sundown. Sometimes you get awe inspiring… sometimes you get blah
Daughter got up at 4:30pm and I went back to Horizontal Time. She’d made “white chicken” for Ben around 1pm and he’d eaten it all, five tenderloins worth. Plus he’d eaten almost a third of a small box of Apple Jacks around 8am. When she got up, she made half a pizza for him, and he immediately ate two of the four pieces. His appetite is in overdrive, but he’s not gaining weight, not that we can see by how his clothes fit. Must be getting ready to grow.
Anyway, he had his meds and bath and with many prompts by us, and “It’s fine.” by him, we got him ready to Drive Miss Daisy. Lots of people have lots of lights up, so the drive is nice. We got Daughter to the hospital on time and went back home. I tucked The Boys in, then texted Daughter that we were home.
Stuff, Things, all the usual… Daughter made soup in the afternoon so I heated some up, then forgot about it while it was cooling. I’d been doing email and WP stuff and only remembered the soup at 9:15pm. So I warmed it back up and nom nom’d. I was smart and didn’t overeat or lay down this time, so no tummy ache. I can be smart sometimes. I took my pills around 10:15pm, but didn’t fall asleep until almost midnight. Try again tonight I guess.
I woke almost every hour. Just one of those nights. Ben got up at 4:30am and got under the blankets with me for a short “cuddle”. Then he was up, running to the living room, commanding me to join him. At 4:51am I texted Daughter that we were up.
I went out to see if I could see Venus. She and the Moon were both visible. It was nice to see clear skies. I took a few pictures of Venus, the Moon, the sunrise, and Georgie and Gracie when they stopped by.
Ben had found, and opened, a delivery box that was by the door while I was in the baño. He was already doing his chalk thang when I came out. I told him he shouldn’t open boxes unless he asks first. He started to ask, and I stopped him to tell him to ask BEFORE he opens it. I’d planned on giving it to him when he asked for chalk, but that wasn’t the point. He needs to learn that he can’t just take whatever he wants. We’ve been trying to get that into his head for YEARS!
We picked Daughter up, drove home and Ben went back to doing his chalk thang. Daughter went to her room, swore she’d be up at 2pm, and I did Couch Sittin Duty.
Ben mostly played with his chalk while I worked my way through my WP Reader and the morning passed into the afternoon with the med alarms marking the time. Ben or I occasionally went outside, him to the dirt hole, me to look at the sky. He went out around 1:15pm and was being quiet. I thought about going to my room to stretch out and charge my phone, and while I was thinking, I dozed off.
Daughter came out with her stuff around 1:50pm, and told me to go lay down. Ben came running in from outside at the same time yelling something about his hat. Daughter asked him if his hat went over the fence, and he said “Yes, it did.” She told him he shouldn’t have been climbing up and banging, trying to break the wall.
I was muddled and logey but I gathered that I must’ve dozed pretty hard cuz I didn’t hear him beating on the cinderblock wall, but it had woken Daughter up before her 2pm, planned time. She took over Couch Sittin and I put on my mask and walked around to the parking lot for the apartments, looking for Ben’s hat. I found it, and on my way back I found a small white and grey feather. I’d found an itty bitty, teeny weeny, fluffy white feather in the yard earlier. I collect feather, shells, interesting stones… stuff.
Anyway, I gave Ben the hat and went to my room to get Horizontal. Ben followed me telling me to get dressed and go to the store for a new police car. I told him he already got new chalk today, plus a Christmas Elf costume, and he had about a bazillion police cars. I told him to ask Santa for a new police car. He went back to the living room to watch Return Of The King with Daughter.
Daughter sent me to the corner market for some chips. Regular plain Lays. I got Ben the small bag of Honey BBQ Frito Twists. When I brought them home Ben took the Lays. Of course he did. He did give the Fritos to Daughter, which I guess lightens the sting of having your chips snagged. His “orange chicken” was done. Daughter was hoping to get her Lays back from the Little Bootyhead.
Just about time for sundown. Daughter and I agreed that we should move his bath time up to 5pm or 5:15pm. Getting him out of the bathtub on work nights is a hassle. An hour should be more than enough time to play.
I heard this on the radio after dropping Daughter at work last night. It’s been with me since. Catchy, fun song.
Looks like we’re settled into a groove of mellow days. Totally works for me. Ben is still Ben, so I don’t have to worry about the mellow getting boring or tedious. We went on a Mission to rescue and recover his hat, AND found a treasure. That’s exciting, right?! Tomorrow’s agenda looks exactly like today’s… a whole lotta Couch Sittin Duty. But ya just never know what might happen. Something always happens. ¡Hasta mañana!