Anyway, one of those special circumstances happened this past week.. Andrea (one of our daycare providers) had a death in the family and they needed to drive up to PA for the funeral. Because of that they closed at noon on Tuesday and would be closed Wednesday and Thursday, opening back up on Friday (today). I worked from home Tuesday morning (no point wasting 40 minutes of time I could spend working with driving back and forth from my office) and picked him up at noon. He had just finished lunch and went down for a 2 hour nap when we got home so I was able to get lots of work done.
Wednesday I had a work at home day with the munchkin. I was a little concerned that I wouldn't get anything done - this happens to be one of those "feast" times when I actually have a lot that I'm working on. I was especially nervous about the conference call that I had at 9:00. I mean, could I really expect an 11 month old to be quiet so mommy could hear her call? As it turns out I had nothing to worry about - we had a fantastic day and this is what it was like to work at home with him for the day.
After breakfast he busied himself
He sat under my chair and behind me for a while playing with my computer cord (yeah, I really need to break that little habit).
Then he discovered the plant in the corner and decided to try to yank the little vine out that J has growing in there. I was able to rescue it before he got too far.
I set him back down with some toys, which he swiftly scattered all over the place. He spent a good 20 mins banging them on the floor and against the wall, all the while yelling at them and "singing". I was cracking up as I listened to him.
He was in there for a while flinging toys everywhere (you'll notice the ring stacker toy in the 2nd bin from the right above is now tossed outside the play area with the rings scattered). Then I heard some paper rustling. Oops! Apparently he found the newspaper that was on the far side of the ottoman and went to work with it.
After scrubbing the newsprint off his hands we had some lunch. He ate his mac n cheese and some pieces of pork tenderloin then stood next to my chair eyeing up my greek yogurt. I gave him a few bites - and discovered later that he had wiped his yogurty face all over the side of my pants. Excellent.
All in all it was a great day at home with my munchkin. J got to spend the day with him yesterday (he just took the day off, he wasn't working) so they had their first full day of just the two of them. He was equally as good for him and they had a great day together, too. How did we get so lucky with such a fantastic baby?