Subdued

Today, I was supposed to be watching Troy and giving my wife a break to actually get some work done. I confess that I have not been pulling my weight lately, as unexpected and useless meetings have forced me to spend more time at my desk than I would like. I seem to be more “connected” since I have been quarantined at home than I was when I was in the office. I don’t get it, we have less to do, but I’m more busy than before!

Troy was in a strange, lethargic mood today. He didn’t really want to run around and be active. He just wanted to be held and sit in my lap. If I tried to put him down to play, then he’d immediately seek out my wife to get her to hold him instead. So, I eventually took him upstairs so he’d leave her alone.

I put him in his nursery, so I could spend a few minutes shutting down work for the day and be completely focused on him. After 20 seconds, he crawled out and sat in his tunnel, the opening next to the door to my office so he could still watch me. This was odd because he normally will stand at the baby gate in the door and talk to me to get my attention. But today, he just sat there, quiet and subdued.

As I closed things down, I realized that I hadn’t heard him move or make a sound in the last few minutes. I looked back at his tunnel, but he was no longer there. So, I quietly peered around the door into his nursery, and I found him passed out on the floor...the potato king at his side. I guess he was really tired; it wasn’t just a mood after all.