We moved the desk into the living room, making for an easier user experience, as every night after 7:30 it became unavailable as Boo had to go to bed.
A brillant idea.
Except that Theo now spends his mornings hanging off my leg, pleading for me to pick him up, which is super cute until I realize that all he really wants is to type (read: smash keys) on the computer.
And yet, I fall for it every time.
I’m a sucker, you guys.
This morning, I convinced him to try something different by handing him an old phone of JW’s that we found the charger for–great parenting.
However, I suspect he’s disappointed that it’s not an iPhone, judging from the fact that he’s now playing with his shoe instead.
Other items: we made it through Monday (mostly) alive, I’m still slogging through library books, and I started playing soccer again.
I am far too old to play soccer, as I actually moved out of the way during the second half of the game when someone was coming at me and I thought I really don’t want to break my glasses. Or my body.
I still loved it.
Welcome to your thirties, chickadees.
And with that, I’m off to consume the amount of coffee necessary for me to forget that I spent half the night on my couch while Boo spent half the night in my bed.
It is so key to his survival that he’s adorable.
Enjoy this one!