Paralyzed

Dear Diary,

Right now I am ALONE in my house. I took Edwin to daycare and stayed home from work so that I can clean in anticipation of my mother-in-law's arrival later today. I have a list of things to do. Baking cookies is on the list! So is cleaning the toilet. All the things that are nearly impossible to do with Edwin around. So far I have:

- made coffee
- moved some piles of paper onto other piles of paper
- waited for my slow computer to download pictures
- called the BHE and lamented our lack of shelves in the office/guestroom
- sat and stared into space, completely overwhelmed by this free time and all its possibilities

Also, there is the guilt for taking him to daycare while I am home. I think I will get into the groove here soon. I need to focus on something manageable: the prospect of doing all the things that don't get done is too much and is paralyzing me with inactivity.

Anyway. Edwin has been quite the man about town lately, as evidenced by the following photos.

Here he is with Jack McD

Baby face-off with Jack McD...


Edwin is hip to his scam.

"Hey, buddy..."

"You wanna be pals? OK, then back off my teething thingie.


"Alright, we're cool."

Last week we went to a baby sing-along with my friend Minnie and her son, Jude. As you can see, the boys were WAY too cool for this scene. Jude's all, "Oh my god, I can't believe our moms are singing these insipid songs. This is so embarrassing. Let's get the hell outta here." Edwin's all, "Dude, I don't even know what to say."


I should also mention that he and Sophie, the 10-month old from his swim class, have become quite close. The instructor asked last week if they were on a date. They were holding hands. It was srsly cute.

OK! I must clean!

Love,
Fluffy