I’m babysitting tonight. It’s weird taking care of a kid who isn’t yours. I just mean that every baby has their own quirks, their own way of eating/sleeping/pooping that you have to get used. Also, I’m not a natural babysitter. It’s a bit nervewracking for me, but tonight, the baby and I did great! Went to sleep right on time with only a little bit of fuss and muss.
Dad made it to Singapore. He got in at midnight last night and at 5 am, he managed to pat Edda back to sleep! Pretty impressive. He was a trooper today, went to Edda’s school and stayed up almost all afternoon. It’s going to be nice having him at home. We don’t often spend this much time together.
I think your dad is what we call in Texas a real “sweetheart”.
Love, Sheila