All by myself

Allen was in San Francisco this past week. It was the first time he's been out of town since Nora was born. We survived...though it was a bit touch and go there for a while. Nora ingested some hosta leaves while I was talking to a neighbor and it wasn't until she threw up and developed explosive, green diarrhea that I realized something was amiss (fortunately they're not poisonous, but they're also not edible). In addition, Nora started teething in earnest which resulted in her waking up twice a night and Owen had an accident on the walk home from DOL which entailed my taking apart the stroller in order to clean it. I never made it to work before 9:30 am and the video I was going to make of Nora attempting to crawl didn't happen, but Owen's art project was finished, well balanced meals were eaten, baths taken, bedtime was largely adhered to and I didn't resort to alcohol until Friday night when Allen returned and the kids were safely in bed.

Now, if only he wasn't leaving for a work retreat later this week...