(Wow... pulling a Lynyrd Skynyrd song title that's not "Freebird"...)
Don't get me wrong - I love Tuesdays. Tuesday's a good teaching day, for the most part, for me. And, I teach three lessons with three kids who are cool and talented and fun. And, I have my barbershop chorus rehearsal at night, with a GREAT bunch of talented guys. Tuesdays are great days.
The only problem is, I leave home at 7:30AM and get back at 11PM. That's a LONG time, nowadays, to be away from home.
Big change from real life, B.C. Before, that would be the norm - neither my wife nor myself would be at home between the hours of 7AM and 9PM on any given day of the week. Not any more, with The Boy around - neither of us wants to stay away that long!
I got some good time with him this morning, for breakfast. We woke together at 6:30, and we had some playing time while breakfast was being prepared (by me). We ate together and had some good conversation - mostly me kvetching about the Yankees' lack of consistent hitting. I changed two diapers and had an all-around good morning with him. But, I haven't seen him much today - and I'll get a half hour with him in the morning before I leave again tomorrow!
I feel like I'm missing so much when I'm not around. For instance, my wife told me that he pooped in his potty TWICE today! That's pretty cool, and WAY more than I have done. And, even better - I missed the time that he crawled off the potty and peed on the floor. That's entertainment.
Tomorrow will be a good day. I'll be home at lunchtime, and we'll play together before my marching band meeting (at my house, thankfully, to go through unit planning specifics for the ensemble). Afterwards, we'll nap together and walk to the comic book store. I'll work out, and he'll play in his playpen - we'll enjoy that funny "gravity" game that he likes to play (drop a toy out of the playpen and laugh hysterically; Daddy picks it up and hands it back. Repeat as desired). We'll have dinner together and watch the baseball game.
Thursday, I'm bringing him to school with me. The Wife & I will show him off for a little while, because he's fun to be around. We're meeting our Aunt at the hospital - she has graciously volunteered to take The Boy to chemo once a month during the fall while I'm busy with the new job and marching band.
Isn't that great? One always expects family to come through in the crunch, when they're needed - but, it's still REALLY nice when they actually do come through. It's gratifying, and it further reinforces the fact that I made the right decision when I married my wife. Not only have I married a beautiful, intelligent, talented lady, but I married into a big, vibrant and supportive family.
All right. It's time for bed. Long day - fun day - tomorrow.