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alt_ronSay. Sorry. Meant to answer days ago, but I'm an idiot.
Course I want to see you. Want to meet the baby, too!
I think I've just got two days with Desai, and I think that's one day of evaluations and testing and one day of official nonsense where I sign my soul over to the Protectorate and agree to enter the training programme. The last owl from them said Tuesday and Wednesday. So unless they change that at the last minute--which, y'know, you never know with that lot--but if they don't piss about with the schedule, then we could do something one of the other days--if that works for you.
How is it, being a dad, anyway? Is the baby doing stuff yet? Or still just a blob that poops?
Course I want to see you. Want to meet the baby, too!
I think I've just got two days with Desai, and I think that's one day of evaluations and testing and one day of official nonsense where I sign my soul over to the Protectorate and agree to enter the training programme. The last owl from them said Tuesday and Wednesday. So unless they change that at the last minute--which, y'know, you never know with that lot--but if they don't piss about with the schedule, then we could do something one of the other days--if that works for you.
How is it, being a dad, anyway? Is the baby doing stuff yet? Or still just a blob that poops?
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Date: 2015-04-03 04:08 pm (UTC)I'm not exactly sure what the plans are for Sunday, but last I heard there was discussion of maybe us all getting together at Grimmauld for dessert after Easter supper, so you may be able to meet Adam that soon. Otherwise I think I'm off Monday afternoon, Thursday night, and all day Saturday, although they've been shuffling things around a bunch with us lately, too. (A few of our staff are halfbloods, and Higgs has been cutting their hours and parceling them out to the rest of us. At the very last minute.)
Let's plan for Monday, and if it gets rescheduled, it gets rescheduled. I may need to go for another round with the Goblins at some point, too. Depends on when we're planning to go for the sceptre.
Being a dad is ... well. I keep trying to put it into words and I just don't have them. It's been, what, two months now? And I still get this overwhelming set of feelings when I pick him up and look at him. Like, here's this tiny person who's a bit of me and a bit of Tonks and it's my job to keep him safe and happy. It's sort of like equal parts bliss and terror.
He can hold up his head and push himself up when he's lying on his tummy (he can't crawl yet but you can tell, he's thinking really hard about how he might try) and he's just starting to make all sorts of different sounds other than just crying when he's hungry or needs his nappy changed. And he recognises us now -- as individuals, I mean, he knows the difference between me and Remus and Sirius and Tonks and Mum, and he'll follow you around the room with his eyes or reach for whoever he wants holding him at any given point. He's got very definite opinions about that.
And if you're in the same room with him, he always knows where you are, even if he can't see you right away -- like, if you sneak in when he's not looking, he'll turn around and look at you anyway -- and Tonks says Bea never did that and we're not sure if it has something to do withSorry, it's just that I'll go on for hours about how perfect my kid is if you let me. And he's growing so fast. I swear he's outgrown every single thing Mum's knit for him in a week flat. Every time I'm away for more than a day or two, I come back and it's like he's doubled in size!
I can't wait for you to meet him. Really.