October 3, 2008

• Missing His Daddy

  Yesterday, Johnny left for a "team-building" retreat with his department at work. They're at a resort in Palm Springs. Upon arrival, the agenda consisted of lunch, relaxing poolside, watching the vice presidential debates, dinner and drinks, followed by a luxuriously long night of sleep. After getting up at 8:30 this morning (unbelievably late for a parent of a toddler), Johnny had breakfast with his colleagues on "the patio," then headed off for his four-hands massage, followed by a "celestial shower," an event in which he showered (alone! Not with a masseuse ) in an open-roof stall. While he gazed at the blue sky above, Johnny was surrounded by 12 nozzles of water, one giant showerhead, and two waterfalls. Lovely, right?

  Well, I am not jealous. I don't need a resort in Palm Springs! Here at the Resort O'Neal, I've engaged in these activities over the last 18 hours:

  • Fed, bathed and put Jack down for bed (very peaceful and relaxing)
  • Desperately cleaned the apartment in order to achieve some resemblance of order in anticipation of my in-laws' arrival this afternoon (Mom and Dad, I know you'll say I didn't need to do it, but believe me, I really did)
  • Wasted horrendous amounts of time on Facebook before bedtime
  • Awoke to the dulcet tones of a screaming toddler at 4 a.m. Upon determining that nothing was wrong with said toddler, went back to bed and stared tensely at the ceiling until mysterious screaming subsided five minutes later
  • Awoke for good at 6:15 a.m., a good 45 minutes before his usual wake-up time, to yells of "Mama!" coming from the nursery
  • Endured whining for the five long minutes it took to assemble breakfast of champions
  • Shared breakfast of cinnamon toast Eggo, banana slices and milk with Jack
  • Felt heart melt when Jack toddled into our bedroom, saying, "Baba?" (Mandarin for "Daddy") as he headed to Johnny's side of the bed
  • Briefly panicked as Jack cried upon realizing his baba's absence. Subsequent sobbing and wailing of "Baba!" unstoppable despite my outstanding performance with all components of the Bee Bop Band toy. Jack's heartbreak was only soothed by the Disney Channel (note to Johnny: Just so you know, you and the Wiggles are interchangeable)
  • Bought and lugged two carts' worth of groceries up to apartment, with Jack in tow
  • Put Jack down for a nap and headed cheerfully to take my own celestial shower
  • Realized with much dismay that the apartment doesn't have hot water ... again. Go to call manager and find out that hot water should be restored "at some point" today
  • Made mango smoothie as a post-nap snack for Jack. Served Jack smoothie in straw sippy cup, decided to drink rest of it myself. Unfortunately, spilled smoothie all over self
  • Received Johnny's text about wonders of celestial shower
  • Briefly felt sorry for myself until Jack came over in a fit of giggles, looking for a hug. That beat all the sleeping in and celestial showers in the world! (Still, it would be nice to get hot water back.)

  Now, I'll leave you with pictures from Jack's My Gym class yesterday:

  Fuzzy, squishy balls! (Heh, heh)

  

  Standing at the top of the foam ramp

  

  

  I hope everyone has a great weekend!

  • 3:40 pm
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