The best thing is that my dad is great at keeping an eye on Avery. He's recently learned to scream (Avery, not my dad - he already knows how to do that) so he likes to randomly yell things. He also loves to go downstairs in the basement. Since Jon and I are usually doing things upstairs, we hate dropping everything, especially when we are feeding Cassidy, to run downstairs so Avery can roll around on the guest bed or play with the camera tripod. My dad has been a great sport in letting Avery drag him all over the house to look at things. Seriously, those "we don't need help, we can do it ourselves" parents don't know what they are missing when they turn down assistance.
|Me get into shenanigans? No way!|
So, that's how it's going so far. We are much less tired, oddly, this time around then we were with Avery. Maybe we expect to be tired now, so it doesn't bother us. Also, we've moved Cassidy into her own room already, so her little fussy noises that don't really require us to get her up don't wake us up unnecessarily.
The big test will start next week with Jon going back to work. My folks will be here so I'll be able to ease into things. The next week we are on our own, but Avery will go back to day care. Then, the ultimate final exam: both of us working and both kids in day care. Yikes!