Napping Strike, and Mission Accomplished

Have you ever heard of a nursing strike? Like, when a baby basically decides they won’t breastfeed for some reason? Well around these parts, the Tank has enacted a napping strike, which (in our case) is when a baby who used to nap very nicely decides once the clock hits the 30 to 45 minute mark, sleep is done. And this baby who was taking 3 or 4 good hour and a half naps a day is no longer giving me a chance to read a chapter, or shower, dry my hair and get dressed.

It ain’t purty.

In other news, the internet was out for two days, hence things being quiet here. And. It came back on, and that evening I was planning to catch you up on the life and times of this here expat-repat, and do you know what? It sure enough decided it was time to stop working again.

Weren’t too purty either.

{I should warn you I’m writing this tired and the southern comes out when I’m tired. Alright y’all? Let’s move on.}

In other news that’s a lot better, we actually did achieve those little photographic missions I was hoping to accomplish just before, and upon, our arrival. The photos from London aren’t ready yet, but the arriving photo I was hoping we’d capture is hot off the presses.

In case you need a reminder, this was when the Bear met G-pa, back in Cape Town airport in 2008:

And I hoped we could snag something similar, right here at Raleigh-Durham International Airport, September 2011.

And we did!

See?

G-pa opted for the purple, instead of the yellow hat on this occasion, which was nicely complemented by the Tank’s yellow onesie. We didn’t even plan that. And like the Bear, the Tank was equally impressed with G-pa’s hat.

Another very special reunion/introduction ensued, after a wee car drive to eastern North Carolina.

Very exciting, and rather different from when G.C. met the Bear:

because he was only a few days old, but Blakey already had six month notches (now seven!) under his belt. Or on his onesie. Or etched into his crib. But we sold that. Ahem.

So the news in a nutshell is: the Bear loves preschool, the Tank loves solid food but doesn’t like napping, Hero Hubs officially starts work next week, and I’m still feeling a bit loopy getting settled in to life here again. And I think it’s gonna take a while.

But I’m thinking I’ve got a while.

And that’s good news, too.

xCC