The font of the day is “FangSong.” This is in no way affiliated with anything
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6:50 am. After hearing James threaten to wake up
completely twice in the past hour, I finally give in and roll out of bed. The 8 hours have absolutely flown by. I can’t remember a night that has passed so
quickly. He got up once at 2 am, but
other than that slept pretty decently.
His best effort in a week. Good
job James Bear.
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James has peaches and oatmeal, although he seems far more
interested in the microscopic bits of dried cheese left on his tray from last
night. I can barely see them but he is
drawn to them like a moth to a flame. (Note
to self: no matter how tired you are, completely scrub the tray before bed.) I eat shredded wheat (frosted this time) and
grow indignant alongside Mike and Mike at the horrible officiating of the
Monday Night Football game last night.
Granted, I didn’t see it, but it sounds pathetic. Must quickly align myself with the growing
majority. Boo, officials, boo!

7:20 am. Playtime in the living room. James decides the staircase is more
interesting. Normally I let him climb
them, but I decide it’s too early and set up our fancy blockade…two Rubbermaid
bins full of baby clothes. Unfortunately
our staircase can’t accommodate a baby gate, so we have to improvise. It looks terrible, but passes the test after
James’ thorough examination.
8:25 am. We call Grandma Davis to wish her a happy
morning. She doesn’t answer, which means
she’s either on the phone with somebody else or in the shower. We leave her a voicemail and James tries to
eat the phone. I count on hearing from
her in the next 20 minutes.

8:40 am. Grandma calls back and we chat briefly. James tries to eat the phone.
9:00 am. After playing hard for two hours James hits
the nap wall hard. It’s like a switch some
days, and today is one of them.
Unfortunately it hits simultaneously with VWH FaceTiming from his
out-of-state location. James looks at
him sleepily for a few minutes and we attempt to catch up. However, his Starbucks has a lousy signal and
we have to settle for the phone, which wakes James up so that he can try to eat
it.

9:20 am. Naptime for a James Bear. Shower for Mommy. Nothing too terribly exciting thus far today,
but that’s just fine.
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