I left work earlier today. I stopped at home before grabbing Shane. The plan was to do a little packing and then pick him up early. I accidentally fell asleep instead. The power nap (30 mins) did give me more energy than usual to play tonight.
Shane made me do voices until I was hoarse. Frank, Bertha, Chuck Garbage, and Jose caught many boulders and crushed them in their hoppers. Rocket provided the music.
Then he made music in the kitchen. He's a percussion wonder on the vacuum. Shane provided the vocals and I made the garbage trucks dance.
Later, I needed a rest. I took a fishing break.
My favorite moment was when I tricked Shane to let go.
Me: How many fingers do you have?
Shane: 10!
Me: Can I see them?
Mwa ha ha!
This happened later.
I get bored of things much quicker than Shane does. I try to spice things up or surprise him when my interest wanes.
We finished the night with a little reading in bed.
The extra time at home and nap really helped. I even cooked mac and cheese. Most of the single dad nights so far involved a very tired me, an episode of TV, and less active play.
Of course, now I have to stop posting and start packing and cleaning. Friday is almost here.
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