Rainy Days
Tuesday was a rainy day. I tend to be a fan of rainy days, not just an avid admirer but a fan. When the staff was getting out of the van from our lunch trek and everyone had their jackets and hoodies on I was just wearing a tshirt. They all piled out and sprinted for the door, talking about how MythBusters proved you don't get more wet compared to walking. I just walked slowly appreciating the coolness and the feeling that goes along with Fall rainy days. That anticipation of maybe getting home and opening the windows, snuggling up with Liz and Jax in a blanket and watching Toy Story 2 for the thirty-seventh time this week, listening to the rain, just having a virtual "pajama jammy jam".
But we couldn't. There was too much to do. Not bad things, but things that prevented us from having time together to relax. Then by the time later that night we could have our "jam" Jaxon needed to go to sleep so he wouldn't be irritable at school the next day and bite his friends. But apparently he is the South side of his bed's North side magnet because each time we put him in it he magically flips around and eventually rolls off of it. Then hangs out at the door watching TV through the hallway until we notice him. So once I sang "You are My Sunshine" seventy-five times he fell asleep. But "You are My Sunshine" makes me tired too. I'm sure the rain and the early nightfall had something to do with it but I fell asleep at eight o'clock in the evening.
So much for that time together.
PEACE
Doug
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