05:22 - I groggily open my eyes to realise Timothy is fussing. I get him out of his Pack 'n Play and bring him into bed, where I nurse him, and he goes back to sleep. (The advantage of these really early mornings is that he goes back to sleep and sometimes sleeps past 08:00.)
06:50 - David shakes me awake. "I'm eating breakfast. Do you want me to make you some tea?" (Tea = hot Milo.) I debate: Either I sleep with Timothy and feel more rested, or I have breakfast with David, which happens even more seldom. I get up.
07:28 - David leaves for ward rounds. I light a scented candle our friend Laura gave us as a wedding present two years ago. Lime cilantro...what a strange but delightful combination!
07:48 - Timothy wakes up. I get him out of bed. He runs around with two small Vaseline jars and my glasses case while I get dressed. I get to wear jeans today - very exciting!
08:03 - I put on a CD collection of Contemporary Christian Music. Timothy starts to dance.
08:16 - I sit down with Timothy to give him a pumpkin muffin and apple juice for breakfast. (I remember the days when you couldn't get apple juice, and that was all I ever ordered on the flights to the States!) Of course, he makes a royal mess. Note to self: When looking for an apartment, if you have a choice, get one with no carpeting in the dining room.
08:35 - Finished breakfast! Timothy takes the washcloth I used to wipe him off and wipes the floor, his toys, his mouth, a remote control...
08:41 - I sit down with Murder Must Advertise, and Timothy climbs all over me. He's whiny and keeps squirming. I wish his cold would go away once and for all.
09:48 - David returns from ward rounds finally. 
We chat, and he sits down at the computer to browse the news and find friends on Facebook, which he's just joined. Timothy breaks another key (Ctl) on the keyboard. (He already broke the Alt key earlier this week, just tore it right off.)
10:55 - David goes back to the hospital for a surgical procedure. (He's on call today.) Timothy climbs into the footlocker where I keep his too-big clothes, and he plays, throwing the clothes around. I go back to my book.
11:14 - Timothy and I have a snack of canned hot dogs. I have salt craving a lot these days, not sure why. Timothy loves hot dogs! Someday he'll taste real ones, not tinned ones.
11:57 - It's warm, so I take off Timothy's trousers and let him run around in his Busy Bugs T-shirt. We start over to Mom and Dad's for lunch. Mom's made tuna pasta salad, one of my favourites. Yum! Timothy won't eat it but instead eats a huge helping of yogurt with strawberry jam.
13:20 - Timothy and I get ready to head home and start cooking. I put on his shoes and shorts just as David returns from the hospital. We watch him eat lunch. Now Timothy eats the pasta salad! I tell David he should feed Timothy more often.
13:45 - All three of us return home. Timothy will go down for a nap if I'm lucky, and I can start cooking for the potluck tonight. I said I'd bring Thanksgiving Corn Pudding... But the Internet isn't connecting, which means I can't access my recipe. Aargh! Furthermore, Timothy is refusing to sleep.
14:05 - I sit on the porch to see if I can get a wireless signal. It works - yay!! Timothy walks around the porch carrying our blue mop (as opposed to the red and brown ones). There's also a handy-dandy child's handle on our front screen door, so he loves to open the door and let it bang shut. I copy the recipe into a Word file, save it, and Timothy and I go back inside.
14:20 - I lie down on the living room floor to encourage Timothy to nap. After seven minutes, he's fast asleep between two throw pillows, the empty DVD case he was playing with by his side.
15:34 - I finish putting together my corn pudding and hand it off to Mom to bake in her already-hot oven. (Why waste gas?) She had to come over to bring me four eggs for the recipe, and Timothy is still asleep, so I couldn't go over there. The recipe calls for milk, so I had to open a new bag of Dano milk powder for the occasion. (We can't get fresh milk.) While Mom bakes the pudding, I'll cook the glaze...and hope Timothy keeps sleeping!
15:55 - The glaze is finished and ready to go on the pudding whenever it's baked--and after Timothy wakes up. I suppose there's no rush. Silly me: I used a liquid measuring cup to measure out my 1/2 cup of butter, but I used boiled drinking water, which of course got all mucked up with buttery grease. Next time--when I know it's going to boil--I'll have to remember to use tap water from our buckets. Timothy is still asleep!
16:07 - David comes home and sits down to eat two tangerines and an orange. Timothy is still asleep. I gather items into his diaper bag, unhook his sassy seat from the table, and wait for Timothy to wake up so we can go to Grandma's house and put the glaze on the corn pudding before we leave for the potluck.
16:26 - I wake Timothy up by putting on a Kids' Praise tape. David and I carry all our stuff over to Mom and Dad's house, where I put the glaze on the corn and help load the car. David takes Timothy down to the hospital.
16:51 - We leave Mom and Dad's house and pick up David and Timothy at the hospital gate. (Daddy almost forgets to stop for them!) 
We enjoy a yummy potluck supper of the usual Nigeria-Thanksgiving fare, including roast chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans, corn, salad, deviled eggs, rolls, and lots of fruit. (No turkey, maybe some cranberry sauce, but it's the canned kind and very expensive, no Martinelli's...) Timothy especially likes the crescent rolls and mashed potatoes. I share my lemon meringue pie with Timothy but not my apple tart.
18:45 - or thereabouts, Timothy is finally let down from his sassy seat outside in the yard. He follows around some of the friendly neighbour dogs, wanders around the outside of the house, and knocks over a tiki torch. Heather screams as the torch falls to the ground near her table and sets the dry grass ablaze. It's a tiny fire, and someone tells one of the boys to put it out by stepping on it. The boy does, and the fire goes out, but all of us are rattled. Fortunately, most people didn't notice. Timothy goes back into his sassy seat for the rest of the evening.
18:56 - Randy begins our worship time with prayer. Then Meredith leads us in some praise choruses, and Timothy tries to sing along, even though he's got a pacifier in his mouth. Mark gives a devotional and Meredith plays a few more songs. By this time, Timothy won't sit still in the sassy seat anymore but wants OUT. I let him down and follow him around while Peter gives a closing prayer. We pack up, after a little trouble finding our [clean] dishes.
19:41 - We get back to Mom and Dad's, and David and I take Timothy home. My little boy is tired and goes to sleep as soon as I feed him and put him in his Pack 'n Play.
20:11 - David follows suit, leaving me at the computer to upload photos and finish my blog posting. It's been a long day, and there's work tomorrow. Plus David is on call, so he needs to sleep while he can. I'll follow soon! But the Internet isn't connecting, so this will have to be posted at a later time.
We thank God for all of His blessings to us in our lives!!
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