A Day in the Park

The Good

We had a great day out today. Keith, Constance, Marcus (Keith's "little brother") and I went and grabbed a bite to eat and then went to the park to do some fishing. Because we were out so long I had to feed the baby in the van which is relatively easy now that we have tinting. Let me tell you, I have had had to feed her in much worse places (i.e. Wal- Mart Bathroom). The weather was beautiful and the baby did great. At some point she was talking loudly. I believe she was saying, "Here fishy, fishy, fishy. Here fishy, fishy, fishy." If that reference is lost on anyone I am referring to a Sesame Street episode that I saw long before I had Constance. Bert and Ernie were in a boat fishing and Bert was not catching anything using a plain ole fishing pole and bobber. Ernie explained to him that he was fishing all wrong. "All you have to do is say, "Here fishy, fishy, fishy…" and the fish will hop right in." "There is no way that can happen Ernie," Bert explained. However Ernie started calling and all the fish happily started jumping into the boat with them. Now that is what I call fishing! Constance and I did not catch anything but I believe Keith and Marcus caught two fish each.

The Bad

BEFORE the time change our baby girl was consistently going to bed by 10p.m. and sleeping 8-9 hours. Since the time change I think she has slept only twice for that long, However she typically averages 5 hours during the night. Last night I sleepily woke up to her cries and it had been only 3 ½ hours….and then she woke up 3 ½ hours after that. Thankfully her daddy was able to re-bundle her and rock her back to sleep.

Sorry if the post was a bit boring but I did say I would try and write every day.


Happy weekend,

The Sleepy One