No Nap Joe returns. Ah… I knew it was too good to be true… I think he knew that I had made major plans for those sweetly anticipated two hours, and decided to test my love for him. Kenny’s alter-ego is not ready to disappear yet.
In other news, Kenny ate his first steak today! I knew that he was a red-blooded carnivore like his dad and me. (Ok, he didn’t really eat a whole steak, but he ate quite a few little pieces of sublimely grilled ribeye in amongst the Cheerio feast.) Perhaps there is epicurian hope for him after all!
I am struck today by the absolute blessing that our life is. Despite the typical Maryland muggy, sticky weather, our little piece of land here on the water is always breezy and lovely. I can tell that even Kenny is taken by the beauty around us. In his minute of fussiness today, we walked outside and watched a blue heron take flight off our dock, counted the speedy power boats and watched Dudley trample through the lawn in search of his next canine adventure. Kenny was immediately calmed and peaceful and back to his happy self.
And speaking of undeserved blessings, my handsome husband is downstairs and I feel like we’ve hardly had a conversation yet today, within all the busyness and playing with Kenny. So I’m signing off to go attend to my other identity: a doting wife, enraptured with her loving husband. Oh, that I had another whole day just to spend with him in these quiet hours after Kenny goes to bed.