when dada has to work

from about the first of the year through the middle of february is considered B's "busy season."  what that means is that during the week he works later {getting home around 5:30 or 6 as opposed to the usually 4:30} and working on {most} saturdays.
sometimes i get the blues about it.  mostly on days like yesterday when C is a super fussy pants+took a really short nap.  knowing yesterday that B had to work today gave me the heebie jeebies.  wondering what fun+creative indoor activities i'd be able to come up with for a 6th day in a row.  hoping he wouldn't lose his marbles AGAIN, most likely sealing his fate as a forever only child.
sorry i digress.  when i get the blues about B working more than usual, I bring it back down to reality and remember what "working late" used to look like when he was in public accounting:  not getting home until 9/9:30, traveling, working every saturday.  it was super pooky {remember, C calls poop "pook"}.
so i check myself before i get too blue.  it could, and was, a lot worse.
but back to what happened all pre-nap today.

first we headed out to dunkin' donuts for a special breakfast:

then we tried on his new swim trunks.  because target has swim wear out and i just couldn't pass up his new trunks for summer 2013.  is it summer yet?

and who can resist a little mid-morning bath?  he loves bath time, and it kills about 30 minutes

oops, found one of mama's hairs.  not the last time that'll happen, son.

kiss kiss

and a day wouldn't be complete without some train table time.

so we've survived the morning.  for now, the babe sleeps.  for how long?  no one can predict that.  but this mama prays it's a long+restful slumber that lasts until the minute before dada walks in the door. 
i can dream.