Monday, October 18, 2004

Coming Home to Silence

Yeah, it is a record. Julie's right. I'm used to coming home and having Stanley squirming around in Julie's arms, arching his back so that he can...I don't know why he arches his back. He just wants to, and maybe that's his strongest form of complaint, short of crying.

He arches his back and then Julie hands him off to me. I love that part of the day, because he almost always smiles. It's not normal to come home this late from work, but it was nice to see Stanley already in his crib, arms forming a 't' with his body. If he sleeps through the night, we will have hit the golden super whamalama dingdong jackpot.

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