sometimes.

After a long day of just the kid and I hanging out without any outings planned, I am tired of trying to figure out how to keep him amused. We already played with every toy in the house. We tried to go for a walk but the sun was too bright and he doesn't like having to squint the whole time. We went to the store and he got to ride around in the seat in the shopping cart (he's so proud that he doesn't have to sit in his car seat in the shopping cart anymore. Such a big boy!). It feels like so much work. When he finally tells me he's ready for bed, I kiss him goodnight and lay him down to fall asleep, he rolls over and cuddles his blanket and I run away to do my chores, happy to not have an extra 18+ pounds attached to my hip. Then about 5 minutes later I miss him terribly and would do just about anything to see this face again.