Firstly (and belatedly) CONGRATULATIONS TO J & S ON THEIR NEW BABY, FELIX FLYNN!
What an awesome name. I love this whole old-timey name resurgence. August, Max, Norah - love 'em. I tried to get my husband to name the boy Finn but he wasn't even going for it.
I need to figure out a better way to do this blogging thing so I don't stay up until 11 like I did last night. (5:20 comes early, folks.) As my gorgeous pal and commenter "Pursued" loves to point out, once the kid hits toddler I'll barely have time to pee. I was a nanny so I have a pretty good idea what I'm in for once the kid is fully mobile. While that age is definitely fun, it's not exactly a walk in the park. (Unless that walk is accompanied by much running and chasing and cries of "Leave it! Leave it! LEAVE IT".) Right now I tend to have time to write once Critter's in bed but I still have dreams of finishing my Work-In-Progress (or hell, Chapter 2) and I'm not sure how I'll find time to do both. Plus there's still that whole "need to find a real career" itch in the back of my brain which means school which means the complete evaporation of free time which means... Seriously, when do you find time to do YOUR stuff? (Meaning non-parental, non-houseworkian, non-work relatedish.) Or do you hire help?
Speaking of, I hear the dulcet tones of a non-napper...