Yesterday at about 3 o’clock I declared my need to take a bath. I have been slowing down in the afternoons these days and yesterday was no exception. I hadn’t done much of anything earlier in the day – ran some errands with my mom and Maggie, a little housework, helped to hang Christmas lights – and it was perplexing to me that I was practically ready for bed. Barry ended up taking Maggie and Syd for a walk and I stayed home for the longest, hottest bath in the history of me being pregnant. I wasn’t expecting to have the house to myself, but it was very, very nice to have some time just to soak. Ahhhhhh.
I’m like a broken record with my appreciation for Barry, but yesterday was again one of those days….I felt grateful for him taking both Syd and Maggie out, if just for a bit. I turned off most of the lights in the house, kept the Christmas lights on, turned on Christmas music and soaked away. By the time I got out of the bath, they weren’t home yet and I yearned for the pounding of their feet up and down the hallway and their voices bantering back and forth. (Funny Fact: Maggie really likes to play either Queen & Prince or Run/Tickle with Barry each night. I like to hear them play Queen & Prince. I should write down the dialogue sometime. I’m not sure what Maggie thinks a queen or princess is, but she knows they wear capes and are fancy. So funny.)
So, I got my bath. Barry got to get outside with his crew of little girls. We were all happy as clams….and we still are.
