I'm Going to Start a Training Program...

When your child reaches the wonderfully fun stage where they scream bloody murder unless you're standing, but you have a bad back and can only stand for a few minutes, it turns out you can sometimes fool them by positioning yourself at the edge of the couch and repeatedly pretending you're just on the verge of standing up. True, to the uninformed observer you look as if you're sitting on the edge of your seat, rocking back and forth, with a child clutched to your chest in the manner of one who's going to break down any second because of the stress...

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Yes I'm Still Alive

And, as I'm sure you're all more interested in, so is the kid. Sorry for the sporadic updates, but you almost have to cut me some slack; I've got a two month old kid. On top of that since the last update we've had Holy Week, Pascha, Finals, our first year anniversary, and the past week I've been sickish. Like you read this blog to hear about my woes. Yeah, yeah, here's the news about our giganto-tron. (Giganto-tron is a registered trademark of the W______r Family, Inc. All Rights Reserved) No, seriously, he's officially huge. The...

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Torture

...is finally seeing the kid you've been trying to coax, bribe, jiggle, and rock to sleep for thirty minutes responding to the aforementioned actions with (at last!) drooping eyelids, only to have your nose erupt in a fury of itchiness. Both hands fully of baby. I'll post pictures of Pascha later, right now I'm not disturbing the sleeping siren who slumbers on my chest....

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