Kate's at home now, God's in his heaven, the birds are chirping in the trees, and all's right with the world. Here are my thoughts on being in sole charge of a toddler for five days:
1. To begin with, I wasn't in sole charge of a toddler for five days. Every day, I had between two and five(!) hours of babysitting time from the grandparents. I think having at least one hour of daylight free time every day is the difference between "hey, no problem", and dangerous mental resource depletion. And then having three hours of daylight free time? Work has proceeded so quickly on my garage that I'm almost ready to launch the rocketship through the sliding roof.
Okay, so I guess I only had one thought, which is "I had a really, really cushy time of it", and I'm really grateful to the grandparents. Though she missed Kate a whole lot, Lydia was totally happy and relaxed; when I tried to explain to her the third or fourth time that mommy was visiting friends, she nodded and said, "yes, on a airplane." Duh, daddy!
