I'm sick (again) and in the middle of a shitstorm at work (again) and my precious assistant just went out on maternity leave (not again, and the baby is adorable, but I am near helpless without her), and I'm working this weekend.
These are my excuses for this short post. I have the needle phobia one half-written, so that'll be out soon.
But today, one really cool thing happened: my son correctly used the word "since" in a sentence. This reminded me of how I once worried that I would be sad to see him leave babyhood behind. When in fact oh my god am I glad to leave his babyhood behind. Babyhood kicked my ass. He was a real HellBaby, but as a toddler, while he's still intense, he's a lot closer to the norm (if the norm encompasses channeling Bono, that is).