Changing table has been de-stickered, contact papered(!! J is the cutest thing ever), lugged upstairs, and filled with baby stuff. We also hung some Goodwill curtains Shamus liked. I was going to make something a little more neutral, but whatever, they were $2.
Tiny shoes, tiny knitted hats, tiny diapers in all the colors of the rainbow. Tiny, tiny, tiny.
I have a propensity for things with skulls, stripes, and overalls. I LOVE overalls on little boys.
Shamus has been really fun this week. And surprisingly helpful when I'm immersed in all the stuff I "absolutely have to get down right NOW for some reason". I try to repay the favor by giving him lots of focused attention. Mostly he wants to play dress up, build things out of chairs, take silly pictures of ourselves, and play Bananagrams. If I sit in one place too long he starts trying to decorate me. Like a big fat Christmas tree. Then I move and ruin his decorations and I get scolded.
This is his "choo choo train".
He asks me regularly to spell "Shamus". Then he spells "Mommy". It always has a Q in it and I can't bring myself to correct him, but I think he might already know it's wrong. Look at that diabolical face he makes when he does it.
James comes home every day and asks how my day was and what we did. I just smile and say "the usual". I doubt this is what he imagines I mean.
My mission to spend one on one time with Shamus during break has been extremely successful. Now I just need to figure out how to do that with Chance and I'll be happy. Harder to do with the schedule we have now but in another month he'll be around a lot more. That'll be weird, but nice.
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