PhD Widow

TBone was away this past weekend in sunny Fort Lauderdale for his bi-yearly PhD residency. That means...I'm a PhD widow.

I've been spending many nights and weekends alone watching movies after I put BB to sleep since Todd has been so wrapped up in school work. It's been difficult but I'm insisting that he get's it done since there will be negative time once Dos makes an appearance. I'd rather this famine now so we can feast when babies will remember this kind of stuff.

Here's my weekend in pics I sent to Todd:

Friday night din-din with all of Maksi's buddies. 

Friday night GChatting with Daddy. 

Saturday morning bus ride to beautiful downtown Scranton, PA to play FH there. 

Maksi and all of his buddies- and the last place Grove was seen. 

Mat to stop the damn door scratches. I bought one of these mats weeks ago. It HURTS like hell to sit/lay on it. Scamp and the 5am door digging was relentless and since I didn't have time to get to the pet store to get a Scat Mat (that shocks the animals when they step on it) I improvised. Scamp does NOT like stepping on this. Door digging minimized. 

Aunt Jackie held on to BB on Sunday morning while I taught yoga at Olde Mill Yoga and he was tuckered out after the trip.

And he got tatted up thanks to Ava and Aunt Jackie. He loved it. Kept saying taaaa-tooooooo. Hilarious.

And this morning, we had a break through just as I hoped we would. He's only addressed two people in his life by their first name thus far: Da-eeeee (Daddy) and Emmmm-o (Elmo.)

And this morning...he called me Maaaaah-meeeeeeee. I could've cried. 

Just when I was so tired, so overwhelmed with work, so overwhelmed with the house and just about everything else...Maaaaaaah-meeeeeeeeee. 

Good boy.