Last weekend brought another wedding we opted not to go to, and in fact–and I’m not sure if this had to do with COVID or not–the reception venue was changed the night before because the original venue wanted everything over and done by like 7:00 or something ridiculously early. The result was mostly outdoors, I think, and I would’ve been more at east going in that case, but alas.
Paul’s sister Julie was coming to town for it, though, and we’re still okay with getting together with a small group, particularly immediate family, so we made vague plans to get together at some point for her to see Charlie. In the meantime, Katie asked if we’d be at the wedding because she had some hand-me-downs for Charlie from Arlo, and I said no but hey, we might be getting together with Julie if you guys want in on that, and that’s how we ended up having a low-key chili dinner at Jacob and Katie’s. It was nice to hang out, see each other, and get both boys with some aunties and uncles and, of course, each other, although they’re both too little to really care. Arlo did reach out and touch Charlie’s arm, though, and us girls all died a little.
I intended for us to leave after Charlie ate a little bit more of his bottle near the end of the evening, but instead, he decided to spit up all over himself and me. And so I rode home with my pants off, and I learned to pack myself a change of clothes when we’re out, not just him.
We’ve also popped over to both our parents’ houses for visits. This weekend, since I was off Monday and my mom was babysitting Eliana, we stopped over to get her together with Charlie. It was a pretty cute, chaotic, hilarious day. Eliana’s walking and talking, so she’s kind of all over the place. She seems to enjoy Charlie as much as a one-year-old can enjoy a three-month-old, and she got down on the floor with him and would babble.
My mom told me the next day that she was looking for him, and then they called him on her toy phone.
I’m generally only off on Mondays two months out of the year, and it ends next week. I did take Tuesday off, though, so the plan is to head back then. Besides, my mom needs outlet covers and we have plenty to spare.
When it was time for Eliana to leave to meet Kelly and go home, we packed up Charlie and headed to Paul’s parents’ house and hung around a bit and had dinner there. We’ll probably head back there on Tuesday, too. When we’re in the area, especially since both families live there, we try to divide our time between the two so everyone gets to see Charlie. We’ve been told that we don’t have to do this, but I’m not stupid. I know the first time we go to one house and not the other–keeping in mind only one of the grandmothers would care–it’ll be A Thing.
I keep forgetting to mention this, but Paul has finished writing a novel. He’d set a goal to finish it by his 30th birthday, and while he didn’t make it, he did finish it two days later, which I say isn’t bad at all considering Charlie would’ve been a moth old at that time. I haven’t read it yet, although it’s sitting in my e-mail. His sister Emily has, though, and says it’s pretty good but needs another several thousand words. Ah, the trappings of having multiple writers in the family.
We actually have a nice little writing group going that meets Saturday nights virtually through Discord. My time is clearly limited and writing isn’t quite on the back burner for me, I would say, but it’s not a priority at the moment, either, and so I’ve only tossed two pieces to the group. But everyone’s talented, helpful, smart, and insightful–and hilariously, Paul are the oldest by a fair margin. With Emily being several years younger than Paul, the bulk of it is friends of hers from college and work, so they’re all around 22, 23, I would guess, and here we are at 30 and 31 with a new baby, who occasionally contributes some coos to the discussion. But hey, we have fun and benefit from it. Not a bad way to spend an evening.