Drew and I went for a run this afternoon. I ran, Drew slept in the jog stroller. Someday the roles will be reversed, and "the child will become the father of the man," or something like that. But for now it's fun to run him around. And by "fun" I mean, a pain in the shoulder, since our jog stroller pulls to the left. I guess I shouldn't ( Read more... )

We're about to make a pretty major transition: Drew is getting a big boy bed ( Read more... )

Go to bed kids, it's after your bedtime.

Seriously. Get some rest.

I'm not blogging the debate (or my reaction to it).

Because I'm sleeping. As you should be. It's past your bedtime. Go to sleep.

Holy crap I've been busy ( Read more... )