Evening in a Quiet House

Matt felt bad about having to work late tonight and came home for a break to make me dinner. Completely un-asked and unannounced. I put Henry to bed. Now I sit here listening to NPR, eating my chow, drinking a glass of Big House Red. Life is good. Quiet.

Tug O’War

 I have a longer, funnier clip, but I can’t get it to upload for some reason.

Long Story Behind This One

Letter to Henry Wallace, 10 months

Dear Henry,
Back in the reflux days, I would put you up on my shoulder after a feeding, and we would walk in front of the bookshelves until the 20 minutes had passed and you could resume play in a horizontal or hunched over position. You would coo or simply go silent looking at the [...]

Professor Henry

Recital Meltdown

I haven’t stopped laughing any harder at this, and it’s been 3 days since I first saw it:

What the Last 18 Hours Have Been Like

7pm: bedtime
9:30-10:45pm: up
12am: a brief awakening
2:30-3:30am: up
4:30am: up for the day!!
1pm: still no signs of a nap
Teething is a real bitch.