Day +72: a Sunday at home

Today almost felt like a Sunday at home, even if things are still a bit uneven and surreal. We made pancakes and eggs for brunch, and then went for a long walk in the afternoon. Mina at first wanted "up with Dadda out!" meaning she wanted me to carry her in my arms. Well, there's a limit to how long I'm able to do that, so we wouldn't have had much of a walk. Luckily Keri thought of giving Mina a book, and she was pretty happy sitting in the stroller as long as she had the book to hold. She didn't want to go back into the house, though, even after being out for an hour and a half. She kept crying "up with Dadda out!", over and over again. Finally I carried her down to Cole Street and we sat on a bench on the sidewalk and watched the people go by for half an hour or so. She told me she was feeling "blah" (nauseous), and that she wanted to go up and see her pole and "tubes" and babies. I explained that all of her babies were here in the house, and that helped a little. But what finally got her inside was hunger -- home was where the "num-nums" were.