February 08, 2004
6:30 p.m. I toss a load of cloth diapers in the wash.
7:30 p.m. Done with dinner, I take Owen upstairs to try to get him to sleep.
7:38 p.m. Owen & I are both sound asleep.
11:00 p.m. I wake up and go to bed.
11:02 p.m. Kiara comes to bed. Conversation ensues:
Kiara: I just made lip balm!
Kiara: And ginger bread!
Kiara: And I treated the stains on the diapers and rewashed them.
Sam: Huh?
Seriously, people, that's how it happened. Now for contrast, let's reverse roles and replay that scene.
7:30 p.m. Kiara takes Owen up to nurse him and put him to bed.
8:00 p.m. With luck, Owen finally drifts off to sleep. Kiara goes downstairs to sew.
11:00 p.m. I've long been askeep, after a couple hours tinkering with the computer and reading.
2:00 a.m. Kiara goes to bed. She kinda loses track of time when working on a sewing project.
Now, I don't want to come off as a lazy ass, but next to my super-motivated beloved wife, I just can't help it. I mean, lip balm!
