...I bought you a, ummm...speaker for the TV. Because, you know, you deserve it and all. It's not for Daddy at all. Nope. Not at all.
Speaking of my boy, he apparently did pretty good at Day 2 at Daycare today. I find it hilarious that he slept on the outdoor swing. First of all, he doesn't really like swings. Second of all, he fell asleep at 9:00am, which he never does. I swear, he's doing this on purpose, like "I'm really not liking this. I'm going to sleep and when I wake up I'll wake up from this bad dream."
But he did eat there (of course), so that's good
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Went for a run today for the first time in a long time. I say this every year, and I'll say it again: I'm dead in May for the 10km race
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Tomorrow is my last full day with Eamon as he goes back to daycare part-time on Friday, and full-time on Monday. I think I'll take him swimming. Whatever the case, I'm gonna enjoy it. I've absolutely loved this time I've had with him; I wouldn't have traded it for anything in the world.
So if he gets a sibling, I hope I get to do it again. Whether or not I'm the biological parent of that sibling, well...that's not in my control...lol
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