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The Day We Got a Break.
By briantologist | February 6, 2010
When I woke up this morning there was none of the usual drone from Nick Jr. in the living room. Only what sounded like a semi-serious conversation from behind Henry’s bedroom door between him and the girl who lives upstairs. She’s two years older than him; her brother is two years older than her, and they all get together in one combination or another on a not-infrequent basis.
Erin was quietly reading in the living room. Did I mention the TV was off? The TV was off. I had no idea what a difference this made to me, but wow, seriously. Hello, silence. Nice to see you again. (Har.)
And that was how it went for most of the day. Henry was either playing those two in his room, or in the basement (it’s finished into a large playroom that’s kind of nicer than our apartment in some ways) or upstairs, and basically being far more self-contained than usual, and how many times have I said “wow” in this post so far? That number is not high enough.
They were still going 45 minutes ago when I left to do some work at the coffee shop. Erin was waking up from a nap.
This is The Day We Got a Break. This is a fine, fine day.
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