Welcome to our regularly-scheduled lazy day. The day in which I hand off my son to other people who love him.
OK, so it’s not completely like that, but it is to a certain degree.
Morning: the usual. Except that his nap was crap-tacular and I didn’t get any sleep when he finally went down.
Afternoon: after lunch, I left him with my parents and stopped into my workplace to say hi and stay on top of what’s shaking there. Apparently, while I was gone, he didn’t go down for a nap that easily. The great thing about “apparently” is that it means I wasn’t there to witness it. Read the rest of this entry »