Home Alone 2

Sequels are generally accepted to never have be as good as the original.

For those of you who don't already know, this has been my first significant foray into single parenthood with 2 rugrats to deal with instead of just the H man...

Back in the day, when Kim would travel much more than she does now, Harry and I got into a bit of a groove, and we could get along with each other just long enough that when she did come back, we were both releived. Now though, I need his help more than ever to not only grab stuff that I've dropped before Bailey gets them, but also to fend for himself every now and then.

Ainsley, on the other hand, has absolutely no responsibility or obligation whatsoever other than to continue to smile and giggle and to refrain from crying unless she's really hungry. So far so good.

that said, Day 1 (more specifically evening one) was a bit more harrowing than I had expected. All was well in Mudville until a huge storm rolled up, and knocked out the power again for the second time in as many weeks. The good part was, the kids were still out, and no trees fell.

So no electricity until about 1130 that night, but everyone seemed to be no worse for the wear. Ainsley was in bed early, and Harry was out like a light (he gets like that when he's under a bit of duress -- fine by me). I had prepared everything for Ms A's bottles very strategically, gotten myself arranged to sleep downstairs so as to be able to deal with no monitors, and cozied up for a movie on the couch with the aforementioned portable DVD player. Sure enough, with all of that planning, the lights finally came back on at 11:30.

So far the rest has been relatively routine. Today Ms A got to watch big brother's 1st Karate class at Little Gym, getting everyone an extra late night (we got back home around 7 to begin dinner & tubs).

Everyone's looking forward to Mommy's return tomorrow night, but at least it's not with us all at each others' throats.