8 hours Monday
7 hours Tuesday
12 hours Wednesday
12 hours Thursday
5 hours Friday
Great for us, we bought fun things at Sam's to help B prep. Beer, chips, approximately 1 million peppermint patties... you know, the usual.
Today was a great day. I sat for two boys, a three year old and a 14 month old. We went to the kids' museum, played in the park, had a hot dog picnic, then took a 2 hour walk. Whaaaa?, you ask? Well, they fell asleep 15 minutes in and I'd be damned if I was stopping before one of them woke up. I'd rather deal with screaming calves than screaming monkeys!
I have a gig tomorrow night for four hours (ah! A breeze!), but otherwise I'm getting some of my freelance work done, meeting up with the Smith family, and going to bed early. The other night B woke me up at 10 pm from my deep slumber on the couch to tell me to go to bed. It went something like this.
B: Baby, I'm going to put you in bed, ok?
Me: Nooooooo... it's not even 10. It's not even a respectable hour yet.
Running Watch: Beep!
B: Now it's 10. Let's go to bed.