Well, this is it - my last week as a free man. I pick up my linux machine from the office on Monday and then I have a whole week to curse at it and try to add it to my wireless network before I'm officially starting work again. It's going to be great to work from home, though I'll have to fight the urge to constantly go upstairs and check on Violet - not that I'd think the nanny will be doing a bad job, I'll just want to spend time with the baby like I've been doing.
No, I'll have to do my job and the nanny will have to do hers. It's weird to be picking some stranger to come and be a huge part of Violet's life for a few years; I feel like I'm relinquishing my #1 spot. Reluctantly.
One nanny we interviewed told us that the family she worked for forbade her from telling the kids she loved them, and vice versa. We thought that was thoroughly ridiculous, but now I kind of understand. I can feel the pangs of jealousy already. Of course, that's still ridiculous. We'll try not to be those parents.
We finally got Violet baptized a week ago (photos here
); I think both my brother and I were baptized within a week or two of being born, but these days the Church doesn't seem to have the same sense of urgency. Anyway, hottest day of the year and there I was walking eight blocks to the church in a new suit. I thanked God for air conditioning when I got there. Our parents were there, as was my brother and his wife (the godparents) and their kids, and two other families having their babies baptized at the same time. What sounded like a hundred bored whiny toddlers (including my niece and nephew) were running around as well, which kind of robbed the ceremony of some dignity, but then again, theirs is the kingdom of Heaven and such (Matthew 19:13-14
Sue's parents could only stay the weekend; my parents stayed all week. It was nice to have them around, now that Violet can keep them entertained simply by breathing. And they're only too happy to take care of her. My mom even seem thrilled to change her poopy diaper; too bad I can't hire her to be our nanny. One can let one's kid love her grandmother all she wants without being jealous.