There is no point in
cleaning when you live with a toddler. Before leaving this morning, I straightened
up the living room, did the dishes, put the clothes away etc. This afternoon,
Luca was home for maybe 5 minutes, and all the pillows were off the couch, his
trucks were on the floor and his little motorcycle was tipped over in the middle
of the living room.
Nail salons are the best
places to hear people’s life stories. I went to get a manicure after work and
listened to a couple different women talking about their jobs, the small
apartment their kid lives in, how much their husband works, who takes care of
their toddler, where to go on vacation and a whole bunch of other
personal/interesting details about their lives. Way better than watching the
local news.
Sometimes it’s a good
idea to take a walk outside and leave your phone at home. This
article in New York magazine was
so interesting (thanks for passing it on, Julia!) and while I don’t think most
of us are going to let go of our phones/TVs/computers/ipads completely (or
anytime soon), the idea of just the complete bombardment of constant information is staggering. This is
particularly crazy: “We almost forget that ten years ago, there were no
smartphones, and as recently as 2011, only a third of Americans owned one.” I wish
I could take a class on the impact of this constant stream of media on people. Anyway,
this is worth the read.
Do not speak too
soon. I gave Luca a bath, read him two books and put him in his crib,
turned off the light and walked out. LIKE A REAL PARENT. I gloated to John and
10 minutes later, he was standing up in his cribs asking to play with trucks. I
should have quit while I was ahead.
Isn't amazing as a parent how a room intact is a sign of victory even if it lasts for a moment?
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