is waiting for his son to wet the bed, after going down for a nap at 4:15PM without going potty first. He's still sleeping.

took a nice long walk around Seward Park with the family.

is struggling dealing with high-pitched baby girl screams.

has to clean up a drowned squirrel after it fell into a yard waste bin full of water trying to get into my garbage can. Nice...

ate worms in dirt last night for dessert (gummy worms in chocolate pudding with crumbled cookies on top). Isaiah made it.

noticed the squirrels chewed a hole in my garbage can lid, and have been climbing in and snacking. Prepare for war, bastards.

is feeling well rested for the first time in months.

was floored when his 3yr old reflected on watching his friend get pushed at school, and later told us, "I should have protected him."

is puzzled that Isaiah will pick at food we cook for him, but will take down an Egg McMuffin in less than a minute.

is getting out for soccer practice early today.

went to get Elsa a passport. Had every document ready, photos, all parents present, but didn't bring a checkbook. They don't take debit, dammit!

is going to the Zoo today with the kiddos.

wishes his first name didn't start with "A", so that he would quit getting pocket-dialed as the first entry in everyone's address book.

just signed the papers on a refi. 4.875% baby!

took the family out to pizza last night, after disaster struck when a plastic cutting board somehow made it into the hot oven and melted.

saw Slumdog Millionaire. Incredible film.

thinks it's bullshit that stores don't sell paint in half gallons, only quarts and gallons.

enjoys listening to music on good headphones after the kids go to sleep.

finally has a moment to himself.

has been trying to get details from Isaiah about his very first school field trip to a puppet show. Hard to piece together the fragments.

finds it very hard to work on the house after dinner, dishes, baths, books, snacks, teeth brushing, pajama changing, potty, tucking in...