If all goes well, and David comes home by 7:30 tonight he will have worked 78 hours this week. Tommy has reached a place of discombobulation where he finds something to cry about every 30 minutes all day long and is a bottomless pit of neediness. Charlie's adjusted, and now just brings David his shoes and says "bye-bye" over and over whenever he sees him.
Let's not focus on it.
Look! Over there! Shiny pictures!
On Thursday Charlie fell asleep for his nap at 11 and I had to wake him up at 2:30. I suspect it's a growth spurt. He keeps weighing only slightly more each time he goes to the doctor, but is getting really, really tall.
Here is Tommy, all ready to go out on his own with friends. I provided $10 for expenses, which his is carrying in his nifty wallet. Eric and Karen took him to the comic book store and Whataburger and then back to their house for a few rounds of Guitar Hero on the X-Box today while Charlie naps. My Heroes!