Every Friday night we go to my parents house for pizza night. There is pizza and a bunch of other non-related foods that Dad gets mostly from Costco like spring rolls, yakisoba, rotisery chicken, sushi, a veggie tray, a chicken and rice dish, and other just-apply-heat foods. We eat, chat, watch funny YouTube clips and a movie. It is nice to have a time when we always see my family. Others are also there. Carol would come before she recently passed away. Joel, Dad's buddy from Techtronix who now works at a chocolate store, comes each time. Twi and Jason come about once a month and sometimes more. I wondered if it would be hard at first adding Josiah to the mix. It went rather smoothly actually. It's not hard to nurse Josiah there. There are rooms I can go lay down in if I want, or I can just sit on the couch in the back with a nursing cover. It's not too hard to eat one handed and hold a baby, and I rarely even have to try. If Mom or Jason are there, one of them will hold Josiah, and we eat in shifts. Diaper changing is pretty easy anywhere. Josiah sleeps pretty well anywhere we can swaddle him, so as long as we remember to bring one, that's not really an issue either. This week, I got to see TJ, my coworker whose backyard meets up with my parents' yard. He was out in his garden, so I I took Josiah over to say hello. He and his wife got to hold Josiah, and we chatted about life for a bit. It was nice to feel community; to feel like I know my neighbors... well, my parent's neighbors anyway.
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| Playing with Katie's toys |
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| Swaddle Fail |
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| Rusty was determined to cuddle right then. |
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| Going to sleep at pizza night |
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