I had to be productive and do something! I brought a few toys out, but the deck covered in maple tree flowers was more interesting. Of course he kept touching the one thing he really shouldn't out there and I question if I'm just nit picking. It was the outdoor outlet, but it has a huge plastic box covering on it and that's the part he was touching. It's pretty harmless, but I just feel like he shouldn't. It was so hot and humid out and the deck was covered in a thick coat of pollen and dirt. Graham was letting me do what I needed, so his filthy jeans, socks and hands didn't matter for the time being. He was keeping busy and content! I felt accomplished from my achievement, yet still ambitious for more. I held him and washed the pollen off of the deck and table and watered the pots, then cleaned the steps. G was entertained and very calm in my arms. Then it was Charlie's turn to get hosed off. I put G in his stroller in the driveway and put on quite the show for him. Charlie shook about 100x and G got sprinkled a couple of times from it, though he didn't seem to mind one bit.
He sat so quietly and just watched, waving at me and the great outdoors. We took a quick walk around the block to get Charlie a little dry. I got everything done and even pruned a few dead branches from the garden. It started to drizzle and get very late, so it was the perfect incentive for me to stop. Poor CB had to stay in the mudroom since I just didn't have the time or hands to dry him off. What was for dinner though?? He loved his grandma's vegetable kugel so he had it again! I wanted to make sure he ate a lot so that he was nice and full for bed. I topped him off with a lot of mango and he surely couldn't have been hungry after that! There was a leftover ounce in the fridge that I wanted to use up, so I put it in a little glass. He made a cute and shocked face when he got the first taste, pleasantly surprised that it wasn't water! DM and I both tried, but he kept leaning forward to drink so it just kept spilling and I ended up dumping it. One week I'm stressing to get every last drop and the next I'm saying whatever and spilling it out! DM took him up for a much needed splash in the tub. He is so much better and giving G baths than I am! He was getting ready for bed while I straightened up his room. We traded and DM changed his sheets while I nursed him and read "goodnight moon." I didn't waste much time since it was well after 7p and I knew it'd take him a while to fall asleep. It still took him about 25 minutes and I had to go in one time, but he slept. I hate to use words that rush time, but I long for the days when he goes to sleep willingly -- if that ever does really happen!!