So, I Can’t Feel My Feet

After shopping today we visited a Thai restaurant.  Despite picking up Gracie from my lap and realizing that both my pants and shirt had huge pee spots on them (so much for the vinyl undies), lunch was nice.  I had some more squid, and Angela had a pad thai.  Eating is is a slower pace than we are used to, though.

Gracie fell asleep on the way back to the hotel, and slept until about 6:00p.  Then we had the decision to wake her up to let her sleep.  We woke her up in the hopes that by doing so, she would sleep tonight.

Angela played with Gracie while I made my first trip to Lucy’s for take-out:  chicken congee.  Angela fed Gracie, and I made my second trip to Lucy’s for adult food about 30 minutes later.

Feeding and bathing went fine for not having a dinner table or a high chair or other food options or any bath toys or more that one room.  We played with Gracie for a little bit, and then tried to give her a pre-bedtime bottle.  This is where the fun began.

Gracie just wanted to play.  She knows her English name now, and we think she understands who “mama” and “dada” are, and she was just too interested in us and everything else going on in the room.  We are also hampered by not having a good place to feed her.  We have a few chairs in the room, but no couch or comfy chair.  Finally, we turned off most of the lights in the room and let her play on the floor by herself.

After about 15 minutes of this, I started to give her a bottle again.  The only way to keep her still was to sit cross legged on the floor, and put Gracie in the hole between my legs while Angela hid in the bathroom.  After a while, I finally got Gracie to fall asleep. I psssted to Angela and she picked up Gracie and put her in the crib.

When I stood up, I realized that both of my feet were numb.  Upon the return of bloodflow, the pain started.  Fun.  Angela ran off to a massage (her present to herself, mine was the tea) and I read in bed while Gracie slept.

Right now, she is sound asleep in a contorted position and her nose is whistling (loudly).

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