A parent's nightmare/picture opportunity. Your clean, sweet, sockless baby lounging in a dog bed thumbing through your pristine copy of Cranford.
In other news, Telfer is almost halfway through a very busy ICU rotation. The weather is much nicer. Eleanor is back from Southern California and has started school again. Cate began a baby gym class about six blocks from us. It's usually me and the nannies (well, to be fair, there was one mother besides me there today). Cate loves the soft, bouncy gym equipment, the other babies, and the bubble machine. Yes, there is a bubble machine. It reminds me of a certain prom theme in high school, "dream a little dream", but with toddlers. Eleanor's going to babysit tonight once Cate is in bed and Telfer and I are going out to dinner. Thank God Telfer doesn't throw such a fit (see below) if a mushroom dares to pass before his eyes.