Todd's first father's day.Fathers day went almost how I wanted it to go. Remember back when I told Todd all I wanted for mothers day was to sleep in? And he came back with "how can you celebrate being a mother by not being a mother?" So for the past month, I have been telling him for fathers day all he's getting is 24 hours of one on one daddy baby bonding time. Well sure enough I ended up picking up a night shift the Saturday before fathers day. After I agreed to work it, I thought maybe I shouldn't have, but then decided that working all night would ensure that Todd got his promised time with Tony.
Honestly, it's not like it's a bad thing to spend the day with your baby. How could you not love every minute of it? I'm not sure which one of them is happier here. Anthony loves giving hugs (and eating your face and pulling your hair at the same time. See the new slideshow on the sidebar of the blog for proof.)
I got a phone call at work around 11pm from Todd saying that I was not allowed to work night shift anymore. Apparently he was having a bit of difficulty getting Anthony to sleep. I was very sympathetic and offered several suggestions for getting him to sleep, but secretly I was a little bit happy, I mean after he deserved it for not letting me sleep in on mothers day. I also expected Anthony to wake up once or twice during the night, since that has been his usual routine lately. Even though I've been trying to break that habit, I was secretly hoping he would do it one last night before breaking the habit for good.
When I came home Sunday morning I was greeted at the door by Todd and Anthony, both seemed happy. I asked if he slept through the night, and Todd said "I don't know if he did or not, but I did". Not exactly what I wanted to hear, but I think it worked out for the best, because he slept through the night again on Sunday night. So maybe were making progress in the right direction. Or maybe that was just Anthony's father's day gift to his daddy, because last night he was up again twice!
After I got some sleep we went and had lunch with Todd's parents, and then for dinner we all went over to this girls parents house for some very yummy (as my sister Francie would say) Mexican food, with homemade salsa and guacamole (my favorite part). They also just happen to have a pool, so we packed our swim gear just in case, and I'm sure glad we did. They had the pool heated to 90 degrees. We were the only one's swimming, but we didn't mind. I used the opportunity to work on convincing Todd we need one of these at our house. I can usually talk him into most things I want (I hope I didn't jinx myself by saying that) it's just a matter of how long I have to ask/beg for something before he gets tired of all the asking/begging and he finally agrees. Although he is pretty adamant about us not having a pool, so I think it may take a lot longer than it did for the garage and the sprinkler system. Anthony LOVES the pool, so if I can't convince Todd in the next few years to let us have a pool, I may be recruiting Anthony to help me out, he may have more pull than I do, he just can't talk yet.
And look at Todd swimming in the deep end. He never learned how to swim as a kid, but since I've known him he has been practicing and getting better and better every year.