This morning Kyle and I took our walk extra early because we were so well-rested. After the ordeal of driving across L.A. to get the rental car, I came home last night to a happy, tired baby (thanks to Auntie Katie). Kyle went to sleep at 8:30 without crying at all, then slept through until 6:00 AM when he woke up talking instead of wailing. I was surprisingly awake when feeding him his breakfast, so I immediately dressed in my walking gear instead of snuggling back down in bed after he finished.
The advantage of an early walk is not a small one. It’s much cooler at 7:30 AM than at 9:00, and slightly misty, almost magical. When we got nearer to the junior high, we heard a wild cacophony – it was a flock of wild parrots. Yes, we have wild parrots here in SoCal. They were really loud, and Kyle looked around frantically trying to find the source of the cackling. I was proud of him.
Later, walking by the now million-dollar-homes 1 block away from the train tracks, we saw a flock of doves. Doves! No white trash pigeons in our hood, people – we have doves and parrots.
*side note. Something else broke in my life. I was transferring the baby paraphernalia into the rental car (a horribly uncomfortable Corolla, not that I have anything against Corollas, it’s just that my ASS doesn’t fit in the SEAT) and the strap on this snapped off in my hands.
(It doesn’t come with the spectral baby. It’s just a backseat baby mirror that lights up at night.)
The good news is this: I emailed the manufacturer (because I so dreaded trying to exchange it at Babies R Us without the original packaging) and they already emailed me back saying they would send me a replacement, with postage for me to return the faulty one. I almost wept with gratitude – it’s the nicest thing a customer service rep has done for me in a LONG TIME.
Sounds like a great day already if I would say so myself.
Sounds like a great day already if I would say so myself.
Sounds like a great day already if I would say so myself.