I had stayed with Aunt Eleanor so long I almost forgot it's not my home! Granted, I did spend about half my childhood in her home. My home, currently, is in Barcelona. I had stayed there long enough to accumulate more than enough crap. It took two days to pack everything back up—Danny had the most things, naturally. Then another two days for travel. Danny is horrible on planes, so we opted to drive back home. At home, it took us three days to unpack! However, we're settled back in.
Danny makes lots and lots of noises now, and every sound intrigues him. He especially loves this little nursery song Calista sings to him before his nap. He'll grab at anything he can get his hands on, and he loves to see what all he can do with it: put it in his mouth, tear at it, shake it, et cetera. Pili says he's grown twice as big since she last saw him, and Michael has kept near the babe ever since he returned to my house. Pili thinks he's getting a crush on Calista, and I wouldn't be surprised.
Sylvia Noventa contacted me yesterday, and she's having one last party before the weather turns too cold and before the holiday parties start up. She's invited me. I haven't received an invitation to any party at all this Season (not that I would have gone and left Daniel so that I could tour the ballrooms), but she said she really wants me there. I believe she has ulterior motives, but it's been so long since I've danced and socialized outside my circle of family and friends. I'm going anyway. It won't be my first time away from Daniel. I have gone on shopping trips and such while he stayed at home with Calista. However, it will be the longest I've been away with him. The dance ends so late that I'll probably spend the night at the Noventa's, and I've always been there when Danny goes to sleep and when he wakes up. Rationally, I know he'll be perfectly fine and safe with Calista and Pili (and perhaps Michael, but he may come with me to Sylvia's party). However, what I really want most is to take Daniel with me and parade him around the dancefloor.
I can't stay by his side all the time, and one night won't hurt us.... Maybe.