Lemonade out of Lemons

Things have been going really well. Right now I'm feeling very relaxed and happy - both boys are sleeping and we've had a great and productive day. This morning I took the boys downtown to run some errands - we got the invitations to Declan's baptism, I bought a hostess gift for Christina's mom (we're going to her country house tomorrow in NY), and sent out a baby gift and card from UPS. I ran into Leslie Arlein and her boys and caught up with her as well. The last time I saw her was in Kings when I told her I was pregnant with Declan - somewhere at 13 weeks, I guess.

After the errands we went to the park since Declan was asleep in the stroller and Jack had a good time running around. I manage it by pushing the stroller along the jungle gym, standing below any high openings that Jack might try to crawl down. This way I'm with both boys at all times. Thank goodness the Phil & Ted's stroller can handle the mulchy playground. In fact, I received several comments today on it being the latest model, and people asking me if I like it. I love it.

At home I fixed Jack his lunch (grilled cheese w/ tomato, side of blueberries), fed Declan, Jack watched his Backyardigans episode, and then down for the nap. The contractor came by today so I could finalize the flooring that's going into the basement, and that's going to be installed early next week. I'm so excited for the basement - next week is the flooring, tiling and trim. Then it will be ready for paint.

Declan has had two good nights of sleeping in a row - (6 hours last night, 5 hours the night before) - before that, we were going through a few rough nights of waking every couple of hours. He was up early Sunday morning and woke up Jack (the "lemons" part of this story) but we made the best of it and threw the boys in the stroller for an early walk downtown (the lemonade!) - we had a great walk and it was cool enough to need long sleeves, which I love - and then stopped at the diner to get breakfast to go. We took our breakfast to the park and had a picnic, and then Jack was able to run around while we had coffee. It was perfect. And then we had a nice walk home. Such a nice way to start the day.

And to be filed under "I heard this happens but never thought it would happen to us" category: Last week I was on the phone with Javier, and when I hung up Jack was standing in his pack-n-play with no diaper, just a T-shirt. Jack had thrown the diaper over the edge and onto the carpet. After checking out the situation, the diaper was only wet, I didn't smell anything foul, didn't see anything foul, Jack was clean, so I thought we were safe. Yes, thought. It wasn't until later, after I put Jack in the pack-n-play while the contractors stopped by that I was like, "Jack, are you dirty?" Nope, nothing in the diaper. And then I looked and saw poop in the pack-n-play and it had previously been covered by his dog book. (Which was thrown out and has since been replaced.) Totally gross. I had to wash all of the toys and scrub down the pack-n-play, in disbelief that it is my job to take care of these things while the boys blissfully float through life. Sigh. But I still think it's kind of funny.