This morning

My 1-mile pace was 10:57, which is the best in years. That was the first mile, anyway. The second was a slow walk/run I didn't pace. The good timing must be a result of the nice, cool weather we're seeing (strangely) this morning. It's June and that means we're supposed to be suffering right now with humid and hot gunk. Not that I'm complaining...

This morning Anna started asking "Why" questions. We'd been at the "What" questions, and the "Where" questions and this morning she asked "Why" about napkins, Paul's computer, and other things I couldn't figure out. This morning in the car she asked me where we were going. To school.

She skipped her nap yesterday at school so passed out in the car at around 5:30pm. As a result, she slept straight on through the night (as I attempted to wake her up she had a meltdown and wanted to go back to sleep. She and I fought through a diaper change but she slept in her clothes from the day). The child slept till 7:30 this morning. Frankly I wasn't sure what to do with my time since she went straight to bed last night...couldn't go for a run because Paul wasn't home. Forgot about Slim in 6. Sat on the couch for the evening and just vegged out like I don't really get to do these days!

It made me wonder why I ever complained I had no time for cooking or running or swimming before Anna was born. I must have been a sissy. Oh yeah, I had school and also worked about 50-60 hours a week back then. I guess it's always something.