This is the counterpart to A Day in the Life of MrsMouthy, and it’s significantly less funny. But maybe that’s just because I’m so damn tired…
8:00: Put Rocco to bed
8:30: Put Vincenzo to bed. He thanks God for the ability to transform into any animal he wants and for shooting.
9:00: Force Kevin to watch TV with me even though he is visibly tired. He tells me we should go to bed because we’ll probably be up all night and I tell him to stop being so dramatic.
9:30: We go to bed.
11:30: Rocco wakes up crying; we let him work it out on his own.
12:30: Vincenzo wakes up crying. Kevin calms him down because Vincenzo has never once in his life worked it out on his own.
1:30: Vincenzo walks into our room, shoves us off our pillows, lays down across them, and falls promptly asleep. I take him back to bed.
3:00: Rocco wakes up crying. We give him a binky and he falls back to sleep.
4:30: Rocco wakes up crying. I nurse him.
4:31: A cat we’re watching spends an hour pulls the same move Vincenzo pulled 3 hours earlier, only she does it over and over again for an hour.
5:30: We fall asleep.
6:00: Rocco wakes up. Kevin goes to hot yoga, I play with Rocco.
7:30: Rocco takes first nap. Vincenzo wakes up. Kevin heads to work. I decide once again that today might not be the best day to broach the subject of whether or not to have another kid.
WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE:
Coq a vin
Salad with fennel and grapes
Chocolate silk pie