Sizzle Says

Thursdays have always been my favorite day of the week. I like being in the anticipation of the weekend but not quite in the weekend. I like knowing that tomorrow is Friday and that if I just hold on one more day, there will be plenty of time for fun and frolicking and napping and whathaveyou. And now, I have a new reason to enjoy Thursday.

A few weeks ago Doke and Double B were in a bit of a stress mode thinking about money and time and managing work schedules and how it was all going to play out now that our Mom has taken her house off the market. Unfortunately, she had already lowered the price and was feeling like she needed to wait and relist her home if/when the market changes. While we are sad she isn’t moving up here immediately, we understand these things are out of our control. That forced us to put our whole Plan A on the back burner and a need to come up with a Plan B. What to do?

Because one of the top five reasons I moved here was to be an Aunt to Finn and a help to my sister and brother-in-law, I offered to change my schedule at work on Thursdays so that Doke can go back to work at least for a couple hours a week. It’s not much but it’s a start. So Thursdays I watch my nephew in the AM and then work from 12-8. It makes for a long day but when I’m there with him, it definitely is worth it.

Babysitting is also the best birth control known to mankind. I L-O-V-E that kid but lordhavemercy I am not equipped to have a child. Being the Aunt is the best job though. I get to come over, make snacks, play, dress him in a cute outfit, take him for a walk, go to the library for story time and to the park to swing in the swings. If that isn’t the best way to spend the morning, I have no idea what is. It gives me perspective and the rest of my day, no matter what happens, has that Finnster glow about it.

Granted, he hasn’t thrown a fit for me yet so this is all said with my fingers and toes crossed that we have another good morning together.

“He bends his breath around my name/And I am humble/I feel small or plain/His arms are angels by his side/You need not ask if they’re open, just how wide/His lips are day and his skin is night/And with our love we conjure up twilight/His fingers are music to my soul/I feel his song play everywhere I go/My love/My love is on his way/Can’t wait to see the day/I thankfully lay me down/My love/My love is on his way/I’m waiting patiently. . .” -My Love, Sara Bareilles