Tuesday, September 3rd, 2013
2 years, 9 months.
It wasn’t until my parents left our house for Labor Day weekend that I realized something:
We never have guests at our house anymore! At least, not since you were born nearly three years ago.
Earlier in the summer, your best friend Sophie spent the afternoon with us while her parents were at a wedding.
And before that, other than family…
Well over a year ago your friend Henry and his parents stopped by for the afternoon.
Other than that, though… there is no other than that.
I just never thought about it before, but a whole lot goes in to having people over at our house.
Food, entertainment, corresponding schedules with the guests, your nap schedule, your lunch and dinner schedule…
It’s just easier for us to meet people we know outside of our house. At places where we don’t have to think or plan or prepare.
We want to be hospitable. We want to be the cool family who invites people over for shindigs.
But honestly, I think a lot of people wish that. At least, it seems like that on House Hunters on HGTV. They’re always interested in finding a house with “entertaining space” because they “love to entertain guests.”
I question that they really get to throw that many parties.
Or maybe it’s just our family. Maybe we’re so far removed from that reality.
Not to mention, we live in a townhouse.
So really, now is just not the time for us to have people over very often. One day, when you get older. One day, when we move into a bigger house. One day, when it actually concerns me that hardly anyone other than you, Mommy, or me ever walks through the front door.
As for now, you’re just stuck in this house with your parents as company. Good thing you love us.
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Thursday, February 9th, 2012
Up until last weekend, I wasn’t okay with the idea of Jack becoming dependent on my driving him around in the car in order to get him to sleep.
Though I trained him to sleep through the night at 7 months, he has continued to put up a fight when it comes to daytime naps.
Given that I’m pretty sure I’ve developed a bit of Carpal Tunnel in my left hand from toting him around, I realize the need to give my wrist a rest whenever I can.
So I’m not one of those dads, like this guy I work with, Greg, who will spend hours at a time rocking his son to sleep and keeping him asleep.
Maybe I’m French or something, but I don’t want my son to become physically dependent on me for his naps.
So I figured if I have to choose between him being dependent on me doing something in order to sleep, I’d rather it be of me driving him around the neighborhood. It’s a win-win-win situation.
Jack fell asleep within 10 minutes of riding in his car seat as I listened to the jazz station on the radio. Then, once I heard him snoring, I pulled the car into a parking spot, turned off the engine and kept the radio on.
That’s when I pulled out the current book I was reading. It was Jon Acuff’s Quitter; which between the 4 naps on Saturday and Sunday, allowed me to basically finish the thing cover to cover.
Meanwhile, my wife was able to get some housework done and eventually got some chill-out time; which she spent watching House Hunters on her laptop.
So to answer the question I asked in the title of this… no. Not only is it not bad, it’s good. Really good.
Jack gets a nap. I get to read a book while listening to jazz. My wife gets time to catch up on things, including rest.
I always appreciate our time together as a family. But it’s also important that we all have time to do our own things separately. Win-win-win.
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