Today has been very much like yesterday.  Very productive and more exhausting as it gets closer and closer to Saturday.

Work today went pretty smoothly.  I got everything done and clocked out at 2:00.

Since then, I have been working out all the details for Saturday’s TLI for Toastmasters.  There are some numbers that I want to be higher, but this will definitely happen for the winter.

 

Muse:  DADDY!  DADDY! I AM ALL WET!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!

Oh yeah.  That baby monitor in my room.  I totally forgot about that.

Muse:  AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

AHH!!! Stop screaming!  I’m coming!

Well, if she can talk now, she’s definitely older than 5 months…

*teleports to the Realm of Imagination and enters Muse’s room*

AHHH!!! She’s all soaked!

Muse: DADDY!!!!!!

Please!   You don’t need to scream in my ear.  I’m right here.

Muse:  But I all wet!  I want DRY!!!!

Here.  Let’s get you out of that crib first…

*picks up Muse and sets her down on the floor*

Now, how did you get all soaked like this?

*glances at empty bottle in the crib*

Yup.  That’s what I thought…

Muse:  Change meeee!  Change meeee!  CHANGE ME!!!!

AHHH!!!  You’re going to ruin my hearing!  Stop crying.  Daddy’s right here.

Here.  Time to change you.   Like before, I do not need an audience.  Elevator music time!

*one cleanup and diaper change later*

Whoa.  Size 4’s now?  You were wearing newborns yesterday.  There.  That One Privilege comes in handy.  Now, I don’t even need my privileges to determine how old you are.  With all those temper tantrums, I would definitely put you at two.  Which is strange, since you actually fit into an 18 month footed sleeper! But you’re my little princess…

Muse:  Daddy!!!!

What?

Muse:  I want my baa baa!

(Well, we’ll see if this works.  I used my One Privilege to make them way more absorbent.)

Here you are.  Refill bottle.  One privilege, ENGAGE!

Oh!  Your crib is still a mess.  Hang on.  Everything in the crib is clean.  One privilege, ENGAGE!

Time for bed.  Got your baa baa?

Muse:  Yeah.

*places Muse into crib*

Good.  Good night, my Muse!

*teleports back to reality*

There.  I think I got her taken care of.

Muse:  DADDY!!!!  DAAAAAAAADDY!!!

What does she want now?

*teleports back to Muse’s room*

What do you want, dearie?

Muse: I wan my pacie! I want it NOW!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Enough!  I’ll get you your pacie!

Muse:  I also wan Mr. Snugglekins… *sniff* *sniff* *sobs* WAAAAAHHHH!!!

Here.  Your pacifier and your stuffed bear.  Is there anything else you need?

Muse: Night night kiss.

*smooch*

There.  Good night!  Daddy’s not too far if you need anything else…

*teleports back to reality*

Phew!  Now I know why they call them the terrible twos.  If she’s done, I’m calling it a night.

Time to rest now.  I have one more shift tomorrow and then some conference prep.

Today’s high is going to be 84 degrees and the silver lining is getting some conference preparations done.

To those of you who are busy with projects, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.

 

Muse:  All gone!  DADDY!!!  I WAN ANOTHER BAA BAA!!! I WAN ANOTHER!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!