I told Cat tonight that we’d always be there for the kids, Liz and I. That’s what I wanted her to know. And we will. We’ve always been a big part of their lives, from baby days on up.
I remember Wolfie waking up in his crib—we were watching the kids for the weekend so Matt and Cat could get away by themselves—and he was crying. So I took Coco in to be with him. She just curled up and laid down, and they calmed together. And then he told me he felt better and he could go back to sleep.
He told me about a really cool idea today for a video game about a hamster named Hamlet. And we chatted about things to do together in Breath of the Wild.
I weeded. That felt good to get done. I posted stuff to giveaway on Offer Up. That also felt good to get done. Sigh. I have a list of stuff to do, just need to keep ticking stuff off of it. Though I’ll be busier with work tomorrow than I was today. We’ll see.
Writing was rough. Not a zero. And I put in my time. But rough. Sigh.
Night night.