Ah, Life!

So, I know I haven’t been very active on here for a couple of weeks. I apologize to those of you who check in regularly. The main inhibitor to spending more time blogging weighs about 25 lb., could easily fill the role of dictator of some small country (resembles a caucasian Kim Jong Il in Team America. Henry is a good dictator name, no? General Henry. Wait, how ’bout in Spanish? General Enrique! ¬†Yes!), and has been using sleep deprivation to break his parents (the resemblance grows), is water torture next? Sigh! See the jowly resemblance? No? Hmmmm.
























Okay, how about the Brain from Pinky and the Brain?



I am looking at a flat gray sky at 2 0’clock in the afternoon as my son sleeps soundly in my lap, exhausted from his ridiculously early mornings all week. I am not a morning person, so that giant mug of coffee in my favorite, one-of-a-kind, hand-made green mug is my life-line:) But, apparently, there are a few advantages to waking up at stupid hours. This was what we saw as our son woke us with loving slaps in the face the other morning at 5:45.