Last Friday was our first Harry Day without obligation or plan in quite a while. So I thought I’d document it, Instastyle.
Harry woke up super early that day (like at least an hour before normal), so we let him play on my iPad in our bed. Not a habit I support, but at 5:30 am, my reasoning skills are low.
Because he woke up so early, we were set to get to Target as soon as it opened.
Harry all strapped in and ready for errands. Still happily rearfacing at 21 months:
(But before we got to the Target, I got a speeding ticket in our neighborhood. Oy vey! The speed limit is 30, and I honestly always thought it was 35. A similar type road [thoroughfare through neighborhood, 2 lanes on each side divided by wide wide berm with sidewalk] in my suburb growing up was 40-45. Texans drive faster than Minnesotans, I guess, so I suppose I come by it honestly.)
We had breakfast in the store’s Starbucks.
There were some cops sitting right next to us, and I tried to not give them the side eye. Ha.
It was so early there they were still stocking and cleaning.
I needed to pick up some diapers I’d dropped off to have converted to snap closures, but we had at least an hour to kill till All Things Diapers opened at 10 am. So we found a playground we’d never been to before. This kid loves a playground.
There were a few other kids there, including a little girl about his age. He followed her around and did whatever she did, including crawling through these tunnels.
We hit ATD as soon as they opened at 10. They have a consignment area now, and I couldn’t resist this ruffly butt gDiaper cover. Who could?
I also bought a pack of used prefolds. They’re only about $12 for 10 large prefolds. Why did I wait so long to try prefolds? They fit great in our GroVia shells, as well as our BGs. I’m a convert.
Harry eats lunch every day at noon; we got home just in time to prep food for him. This is what happened while I made lunch. A friend commented on my Instagram feed that it looked like a “happiness explosion.” Perfectly stated.
Annie’s Mac & Cheese, (the microwave version is a handy go-to) with edamame and chicken meatballs. Plus a peach. Yum.
Immediately after he eats lunch, Harry goes down for a nap. (I try to mimic his daycare schedule on his days at home.)
When he woke up, we did some chores. We recently painted our bedroom, so I’d moved out all our books and picture frames. He sat on our floor and looked at one of his books while I put things away:
I often find him sitting somewhere quietly looking at books. It makes my heart sing.
We went outside to wait for Aaron to get home. We walked around our neighborhood and looked at a neighbor’s garden. Then we got the mail, and sat on our porch to wait for Aaron.
By 5:30 pm, it was dinnertime, and another Harry Day was drawing to a close.
I’m so grateful to have these days with him. They make it all worth it.