Normality.

It's seeping back slowly.
Today was a work day.  My mindee arrived at 8:30 and Rye surfaced from his pit not long after.
The day has been a whirl of snack/meal prep, eating said snacks and meals, circle time, going down to the shops to pay in my fees to the bank, have a mooch, stop at the park, see a friend there, so stay longer than planned.  Mooch back to discover mindee has fallen asleep in the buggy - pop her in the shade and lightly cover with a blanket.  Rye falling asleep also, beside me on the sofa, (we'll skip over the accident that meant a change of clothes for us both - sigh), and me being able to start on some accountancy stuff for my business.  I'm woefully behind on my accounts.  Eeep.

Lost track of time and before I knew it, it was 5pm!  Mindee was picked up just before half five.. natter with her mum for a wee while, and then tea for Rye and myself, and then he played with the traintracks while I continued with work for my business, punctuated with "I want...xyz..."  from Rye, and driving me just a tad batty.

The boy has eaten me out of house and home already, and I did a big shop on Friday!  I assume we're about to have yet another growth spurt; he is getting a bit of a tum on him.

There is one habit I would like to get back into, and that's snapping photos of Rye - I often forget these days and while it's nice to be present with him - I do like having pictorial snapshot remainders of our time together.