After my mom's, we came home and I brought the 7 month old upstairs to bed. He fell asleep right away. Awesome.
I hung out in his room for a bit. It's quiet. It's dark. I can catch up on my favorite iPhone activities in peace. So after twenty gloriously silent minutes of Facebook, Twitter, Words with Friends, and a crossword puzzle, I decided to head out. But it was a bit warm in the room, so I decided to crack a window.
The door to the bedroom was still cracked, so opening the window created a cross breeze and the door SLAMMED shut. Baby wakes up. Baby cries. Mommy rocks baby. Baby doesn't want to go back to sleep. Mommy mentally curses the stupid bird outside the window that won't SHUT UP!
Baby eventually falls asleep. Mommy finally escapes baby's room.
A reminder to all now that spring is upon us: Don't Forget About the Cross Breezes!
(In case you were wondering who could find something about this absolutely lovely spring day to bitch about, it would be the girl whose avatar lets you know that it's only a matter of time before someone plots to drop a house on her.)
Anyway... Happy Spring, everybody! (It was still a pretty awesome day.)