Quick post right now; more during lunch, I hope.
The Boy had a successful day yesterday. Check out my wife's blog for exact details. Suffice it to say that it scared the crap out of me to get a telephone call of: "Musical Daddy, call the occupational therapist to cancel - The Boy hasn't woken up from sedation yet." Oh, great. I'm sorry, you've interrupted the Emperor's groove.
Last night, I watched him while my wife went to orchestra, as usual. It went amazingly for the first 90 minutes - LOTS and LOTS of fun! Laughs, giggles, wrestles, snuggles, horsey rides, books, trains, talking, walking, everything. It was awesome. The next hour and a half? Not so much fun. He was having none of the whole "bedtime" thing, despite the fact that I, personally, was exhausted. Sigh.
Trying to shave & shower while an 18month old is screaming is not fun. Fortunately, he likes playing with my wife's hair ties and the little disposable bottles of baby soap. We eventually settled down in bed, and I read while he snuggled. It wasn't fun.
This will be an interesting week. I have show rehearsals and performances every day between now and next Sunday (ten days from now). The Wife's sisters will be in town to help out - I'm a little nervous about that, because the sisters can hit the house like a hurricane. I'm not in the mood to clean up the trailer park, you know? Still, since I'm away for so long, it'll be nice to have someone around to spend time with The Wife.
All right. Gotta go. Jazz Band rehearsal in an hour, and I need to warm up. My lead alto player has region band rehearsal. I think I remember how to play saxophone well enough to sit in with the band.