Summer is here, which means lots of fun in the sun. Lucky for us we live less the 5 minutes from Lake Lewisville and a “beach”. This was the second trip so far, the first was fun for Ian but Ollie in the other hand was not a fan. He hated everything, I hope it grows on him.
When I had no other option.
Ian woke up acting as if he was still tired and after a few hours of meltdowns, no listening, and tears. Someone on twitter recommend taking a walk. So off we went. It was meant to be a short jaunt to the park not a 1/4 mile from our house. After we started I couldn’t think of stop that soon. We went to the park about a mile from our house.
We didn’t plan to go that far, I was wearing flip flops and all we have is a sit and stand stroller but it was nice and we all came back in a better mood.
Add to the list of things that can only happen to us for $1000 Alex, is managing to lock ourselves out of our bedroom at 10:00pm. Yes we have a keyed lock on our bedroom door it has been there for about 10 days. We had yet to separate the little keys that came with it, even Casey had mentioned doing so earlier yesterday. After a nap yesterday, I went out and locked the door with out even thinking to look for the keys. Which brings us to bedtime, to cranky people one of which was on medications and a lot of shared words.
So I will take you back 10 days or so, I had just got home from the hospital and Ian went into my bag. Covering himself from head to toe in a brand new tube of tooth paste and me declaring that a lock will be installed asap. So come the weekend we trekked down to our local home improvement store and for around $9 bought ourselves a little keyed door knob. After the install things had been going well until last night.
Where I managed to lock us out, and make a normally very calm Casey quiet upset with me. Words might have been exchanged, there might have been some foot stomping, and someone might have said they want to run away(me). I went to the dispenser of knowledge (twitter) and shouted out for some help while Casey actually tried to fix the situation. About 45 minutes into it a loving tweep and a good friend started actually giving very similar advice. After the card trick failed and Casey was ready to break down the door. He realized he had been turning the lock the wrong when when trying to pick it. Just a few minutes later Huzzah we were in, the keys were separated, Casey was claimed the hero and with that we feel into bed and passed out. Hoping that will never happen again.
The best learned advice is, people and tv lie were not able to pick a lock with a credit card.
This morning was one of those mornings you want to bottle up and have every morning like. Ian woke up at six wanting to be changed and a bottle and Casey got up with out waking me up. As soon as Ian was done he went back to bed and so Casey came back to bed and we cuddled our way back to sleep. When Ian decided it was time for the day to start at 9 am I went and got him and he had a bottle and breakfast. After he was finished we went and attacked Casey in bed. We spent the next 45 minutes as a family laying in bed playing with Ian and FootFoot. Why can’t all mornings be as relaxed and easy going?