We got a DVR.
TV can be paused, recorded, and fast forwarded. Who knew?!
Drew scheduled the man to come between 5 and 8 on Tuesday night. I leave for Bible study about 6 so he thought it would be perfect for him to come while I was gone.
He came at ten to five.
Levi just woke up from a nap and wanted to be nursed. Dinner needed to be made. I was wearing a cute shirt with Nike shorts. There was a sea of toys on the living room floor.
I looked ridiculous, the baby was crying, and the boys were fighting. And when you took a step, you risked either bodily harm or breaking a toy.
He came in and confirmed that the man who came on Friday did not give us a DVR box but a cable box. And went back to his truck to get the DVR box.
I threw toys in bins and called the living room good enough.
Then I had to show him how to prop open the tv cabinet door with a pillow because it likes to close.
Levi was getting more and more antsy. Toys were not distracting him.
I pulled out my Hotsling pouch and figured out how to nurse him while he was in the pouch. I didn't want to sit down, partly exposed and fight Levi with the cover. I envisioned many things going wrong in that scenario.
I have to admit that I was proud of myself for figuring it out so quickly. And I am pretty sure he didn't have a clue. And if he did, eh, oh well.
The Office was recorded as we put the kids to bed.
And all is right with the world.