Anyway, I've been back to work for three full weeks and it feels like I never left. Connor's used to day care now. He still has the remnants of whatever he brought home almost two weeks ago. Poor baby! I have spoken to my friends who have little ones in day care and they said I can pretty much expect the cough and runny nose off and on for the next several months as he builds up his immunities. We're settling in to a routine in the mornings - it usually involves me wishing Bostleys had a curbside baby valet so I wouldn't have to get out of the car (and would therefore have time to go to Dunkin Donuts) and then running up the alley in my heels at 7:58 am to get in the door at work by 8:00.
Last weekend Ryan went fishing with his buddy John. He had originally planned to go up to Blockhouse on Saturday and stay overnight because there were work days both Saturday and Sunday (still can't figure out why he enjoys work days at Blockhouse but he gets hives when I mention doing work at our house), but early in the week John contacted him about going fishing to Lake Erie. They were going to leave Saturday night and come home Sunday night. Well, on Friday, Ryan heard the charter was cancelled because there were supposed to be 8ft. waves but he repeatedly assured me "we still might go fishing somewhere." Well, the one night fishing expedition turned into to "We're leaving tonight (Friday) and coming back on Sunday." Well, alrighty then. Baby Linn and I were going to have some quality bonding time...
...And by that I mean we would have a Notre Dame fashion show! Since Daddy was out of town, we didn't have to worry about wearing any of that Penn State crap!
Wait, I'm not ready! Can you please at least put some pants on me before we start this photo shoot?
That's better.
Now I'm ready. It's game time.
My biggest worry when Ryan goes away is who is going to feed me! Luckily, Julie and Donald invited me (okay, I'm pretty sure Julie didn't care if I starved, she just wanted to visit with Connor) over for dinner with their family and to watch the game. Donald's extended family is all ND fans, so their house is always fun (and loud) on game days. Connor was an angel. I didn't hold him from the minute we got there until I put him in his car seat after the game. He got passed around and everyone took a turn holding him. I had only intended to stay until halftime but we were having such a good time (and the game was so good - so exciting to beat Michigan!) that we stayed for the entire game. And, if you know me at all, it was a night game so the end was waaaay past my bedtime. But well worth it.
The boys ended up coming home early on Sunday because the "conditions were rough." I don't know if that really meant that it was rainy and windy or if their consumption of Crown the night before made it rough, but I do know that they only caught three fish, and none of them were of legal size, so you can draw your own conclusions!
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