Chapter 15
Routine
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Kyle (POV)
I awoke early to hear Brice fussing a little. I stumbled into his room and the minute he was in my arms he relaxed, resting his head on my shoulder drifting back to sleep. The sun hadn't risen yet, but it was going to be in a few minutes. I snatched the blanket off the couch, in the living room, and wrapped it around Brice and me. Then sliding open the glass door to the balcony I stepped outside into the fresh morning air. I watched as the city awoke people leaving their apartment buildings and hoping into their cars, people going for a morning jog, people walking in and out of the coffee shop on the corner. The view from our apartment was amazing I loved to take Brice out here in the mornings and watch the sun rise. Of course Brice just slept but I still enjoyed it.
It had been three weeks since we moved in. We were just starting to get into a routine; in the morning Amanda and I would go to class and Brice would go to day care, sometimes one of us would work in the afternoon but we made sure that someone was home with Brice and we always spent our nights at home or somewhere together.
"Good morning," I herd Amanda whisper behind me.
I turned slightly to engulf her in the blanket with Brice and me. "Good morning," I mumbled, kissing her softly on her lips.
We stood there in silence gazing at the morning sun find its way into the sky. It was a little chilly so I pulled the blanket closer to us.
"It's really pretty," Amanda broke the silence.
"Always is," I spoke softly.
"You're out here every morning?"
"Just about," I chuckled "Usually only when Brice wakes up this early."
"Mommy," Brice muttered, into my shoulder waking up.
He started to call Amanda, 'Mommy' about a week ago, and it made me the happiest man in the world to know that he accepted Amanda into his life like that.
"Right here sweetie," Amanda whispered, rubbing his back.
"Hungry Mommy," Brice said, lifting his head up looking at us.
"Well how about we get some breakfast then?" I suggested, stepping back into the living room of the apartment.
I sat him in his high chair so he could watch us in the kitchen. I didn't know why but whenever we were cooking in the kitchen he liked to watch. I got the coffee started and Amanda made some oatmeal.
"My first class is at 9, when is yours?" I asked, while I waited for the coffee to finish brewing.
"8:30, so you'll have to drop Brice off at day care." She reminded me.
"Okay and you're done at 11:30?" I double checked.
"Yep, so I'll pick up Brice." She said, pouring the oatmeal into bowls and getting Brice apple juice from the fridge.
I poured two cups of coffee and brought them to the table setting mine down by my bowl and the other one by Amanda's bowl.
Brice was insisting on feeding himself this morning so half his breakfast ended up on his face and clothes.
"Brice," I chuckled. "You're supposed to eat the oatmeal, not wear it."
"Aw sweetie," Amanda giggled, grabbing some napkins.
"He's going to need a bath before we go isn't he?" I sighed, looking at the time.
"I think he might."
"Well then let's get you cleaned up." I said, plucking him out of the high chair.
I ran a quick bath and got the oatmeal off of his face and whatever had was tangled in his hair.
"What do you want to wear today buddy?" I asked, pulling his red sweater and jeans from his closet.
"Kyle, I'm heading out." She said, giving me a quick kiss on my cheek. "Bye sweetie." She said kissing Brice on his hair.
"Bye Mommy,"
I had Brice all set and ready to go so I set him down on the couch and turned on Elmo for him. I got dressed then grabbed my books for class.
"Brice we've got to go buddy." I said, turning off the T.V and scooping him up in one arm.
I had him in one arm, his diaper bag over my shoulder and my backpack strapped to my back.
The day care wasn't far from our apartment building so I walked there.
"Okay buddy Mommy, will pick you up in a little while alright?" I said, setting him down.
"Okay bye Daddy!" He muttered, giving me a hug.
"Bye buddy," I ruffled his hair, I gave his bag to Ms. Lindsey, a younger girl that worked there.
I strolled across campus and found my class. I took my seat a few rows back from the front next to a guy who looked half asleep.
"I don't know how I'm going to make it through this class," He sighed, when I sat down. "I'm Paul."
"Kyle," I said. "And I know what you mean." I joked, to be honest I was quiet tired from keeping up with Brice and my school work, I was glad I had Amanda though.
"So how is the professor for this class?" he asked.
"He's good, talks a lot, and he gives a heavy work load, but other than that he's pretty good." I said, realizing I hadn't seen him in this class before.
"I just changed my schedule," He clarified, noticing that I wouldn't remember him in being in this class.
"Oh," I said, and then Professor Wilder started his lecture about on the power of the mind.
The class passed by fast before I knew it Professor Wilder was telling us what our home work was.
"Guys I want you to read chapters 7-10 and write a paper on how much the mind influences how much pain we feel, if we can or can't do something, mind over matter you guys it was in today's lecture."
I wrote down the work and gathered my things. "It was nice meeting you Kyle," Paul said, slinging his backpack over his shoulder.
"Yeah, you too Paul," I said, and then walked out of the classroom.
On my way home I grabbed lunch for Amanda, Brice and I from the café on the corner by our apartment. Then I went straight home.
"Hi Kyle," The front desk lady, Amber, said as I walked through the lobby.
"Hello Amber," I said politely, without looking at her, and got on the elevator.
"Daddy!" Brice screamed, wobbling over to me when I walked through the door.
"Hey buddy," I said, setting the bags down on the table. "Where's Mommy?"
"Right here," She called, coming out of Brice's room.
"I brought some lunch home." I gestured, to the bags.
"Oh good I'm starving!" she said, placing Brice in his high chair.
"How was your class?" I asked, taking a bite of my sandwich.
"Long, we talked about the difference of Debussy's music vs. and Beethoven's music."
"Interesting," I thought of the differences myself.
"What about you, how was your class?" She asked sipping on her coke.
"I met this new guy Paul, and we sat through Wilder lecture us on the theory of mind over matter." I smirked, thinking of my training with Foss.
She giggled probably thinking the same thing I was.
"Well, Brice here made a new friend too." She told me, helping Brice with his juice box.
"You did!" I smiled "What's your new friend's name?"
"Lucas," Brice said, eating his goldfish crackers.
"That's great buddy!" I gave him a high five.
We finished up lunch and I decided that I would call the family and check in.
"Kyle!" Nicole answered the phone.
"Hello Nicole,"
"You haven't called me in almost a week and a half mister, and come to think of it Lori hasn't called me in almost two weeks!" She scolded.
"I know I'm sorry." I apologized
Then we talked for almost an hour, she wanted to know about everything that had happened in the last week and a half.
"Well, I've got to go now." I said.
"Okay Kyle, I'll talk to you later, tell Amanda and Brice I say 'Hi'" She ordered.
"I will."
"Alright bye, I love you!" she said.
"Bye, love you too!" I replied, closing my phone.
I got started on my work for the class I had today. When I finished Amanda was still working and Brice was napping so I had nothing to do.
I started to watch T.V but there wasn't anything good I so I settled for taking a nap.
I don't know how long I was out but when I woke up the sun was starting to set and Brice was sitting on my chest playing with my face. I let him continue playing, and I caught a glimpse of the clock it was seven.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" I tickled Brice and he giggled.
"You're up," Amanda said, making her way over to the couch.
"Yep," I stood and stretched the sleep out of my muscles.
"I think its time some little boy went to bed though." I said scooping Brice up.
Amanda agreed and Brice pouted.
I carried him to his room and changed him into his pajamas. We settled into the rocking chair that was in the corner of the room and I rocked him until he drifted off to sleep. I watched as his eyelids drooped and he fought the drowsiness.
When I was sure he was fast asleep I carried him to his crib. I tucked the blanket around him and watched him sleep. Watching him sleep was my favorite part of the day; he just looked so peaceful when he slept.
"Good night, buddy," I whispered gently kissing him good night.
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