Weekend

It's Saturday.

I took the baby out with my parents for donuts and the farmers market. It was nice to leave the house.

I got a two hour nap today. I feel better.

If I hear, "We'll just take him home with us," one more goddamn time, I will scream. Every single visitor has made this joke and it drives me nuts. It's not funny. It's annoying.

Also annoying:
Me: "He's hungry. Let me feed him."
Guest: "No, he's just fussy/gassy/hot"

Guest: "You're going to spoil him by holding him all the time."
(minutes later)
"Let me hold him."

Guest: "I'm his favorite."

Oh, and Bryan has picked up on my slight sadness/exhaustion/annoyance and amped up his jokes. It's helping tremendously.

I still can't wait for Monday night, and it's just me, Bryan and Bradley.