My world is very small these days. I remind myself to enjoy it, because soon it will change. I haven’t had time to read the paper and I abhor watching the local news so I’m not up to date on current events.
Even in my dreams I’m looking for a place to nurse Max while running errands and dealing with insurance payments.
And watching Max dream while he sleeps, with his eyes going back and forth, smiles coming and going… What is HE possibly dreaming about? His world is even smaller than mine. Maybe he’s dreaming about all the ruckus he plans to cause around here once he’s crawling and walking. I’ve seen him casing the joint, figuring out all the things he can knock over, grab and put in his mouth.
For now, this small world is OK. It’s a mini vacation from the big crazy world. But oddly, there is one thing that’s seeped through. I don’t know the full story, but something about a lousy hot dog?
haha. And I was just wodnreing about that same thing too! I have a 3 week old here. Thank goodness it’s summer and I can get outside.