Hot. Blech. I really hate summer. Tomorrow I hope to run away to my parents’ house for a few days. I’m getting burned out by being home alone with Jack day in and day out. Sure, I had fun shopping with my sister this weekend. Tonight I might escape for a few hours to play trivia. But I’m building a serious case of the doldrums. For every cute video or picture I post, there’s at least an hour of fussing or crying which I didn’t think was particularly photo worthy.

Third nap of the day. Finally. He’s having a hard day. Aw crap, looks like he’s woken himself up again. I better go pacify.



























Behold: this is my husband. I am a lucky woman to have married a man with such skills.