– Yeah. But whenever Monday comes (but whenever Monday comes), you can find me cryin’ all of the time. 4:45 came early this morning. No, no, my son slept through, because Murphy’s law states that on days when you have to get up at Ridiculous O’Clock to go to work at Ridiculous Early Morning…
Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated
Countdown
We’ll be hanging out with Baby Ella in 10 hours! Oh, and Erin & Clif (her parents), too. Grownups are way boring these days. 26 or so hours from now, we will start driving fron Ella’s South Carolina house towards Nashville. 6 hours after that, we’ll be there. 8 hours later, my family…
Giving Thanks
It snowed here in North Carolina on Friday It’s been an unusually cold few days. I never mind the cold leading up to the holidays. It seems appropriate to see your breath fog up the morning air on Thanksgiving morning. We took a walk on Saturday morning. The snow was long gone, it was only…
The Trainee and the Trainer
This morning I was getting Jack and Patrick all situated for breakfast, standing over them by our "sacrificial" (read: covered in baby spitup) green chair. I felt a bump on my calf – and another. Bump bump. Bump. I glance down, and see Virgil standing at my feet. He has been trying to get my…
One Day Down . . . One Night to Go
We did well today, even taking into account the fact that Jack spent half the day with me at work (we couldn’t find a sitter.) I almost managed to stick to his schedule by the minute – and at 7:15 tonight he was begging for bed time. Now, how the night goes remains to be…