Cub's Opening Weekend

Last month we went to the Cub's home opening weekend.

We loved it.

 Charlotte helped Ben eat 2 hotdogs and some lemonade.

 and snacked some more while helping Ben keep score.

 Two buds watching the game with their matching hats. Anytime he's home and it's still light outside they put their hats on and grab the Cub's bat and ball we bought at this game and go play.

And now that baseball season is upon us, there is always a game on.every.single.night. 

one of those weeks

We've had one of those weeks where we really feel what it's like to be a resident's family.

The new rules for resident doctors is that they can work a max of 16 hrs a day and must have 8 hrs in-between shifts. Which means Ben leaves at 7:30 or so in the morning to get to work by 8 am. His shift is over at 12 am (16 hrs later), but he still has to finish up patient notes, call in prescriptions, or heaven forbid an interesting case wanders in that he wants to see... Which means he strolls in around 1:30 am or so. I waited up for him once, but every other night I wake up sometime in the early morning and notice he's asleep next to me. 

I've seen him maybe an hr and a half this week and Charlotte has seen him about 30 minutes total. She usually wakes up at 7:30 right before he leaves and hugs onto him for a few minutes and then says "See ya yater, daddy. Go to work!" then runs off to her breakfast. This morning, however, as she was hugging him she said "I 'missted' you so much!"

So it's been just Charlotte and I. Two peas in a pod. She's been my sidekick as I've redecorated the house, stripped and repainted my dining room set, gone running, shopped, taught activity days at church...

But boy am I excited for a break from her. As much as I love her =)

So here I am waiting for him to come home in the next few hours and passing my time watching the Notebook.... gosh I love that movie.

She loves putting Ben's dress clothes on when he's finished with them.

Love her.

dancing and singing... dancing and singing...

I can't think of a single day in the last few months that Charlotte hasn't gone around the house, store, parking lot, church, airport, playground singing and dancing.

And when I say singing I mean really dramatic vibrato of a Disney song, a conversation she's having with you, or making words up as she goes.

This is usually combined with ballet-esque movements of spinning, twirling, leaping, bowing, somersaulting, and falling to the ground.

 Then time for a drink...

... and nap.