My baby is sitting in his swing, slumped over like a drunk old man (I tried to straighten him up, but he prefers the slumping), smacking on his pacifier. I, therefore, had time to catch up on my blog reading.
This post brought tears to my eyes. And I'm going to make my husband read it, although he already is doing a fantastic job.
We're off for a walk around Green Lake, then to the EMP/Sci Fi museum. Hurray! Outings!