a brief post...

This looking after the baby thing really is taking up all of my time. I'm lucky if I get to spend more than 30 minutes without him. If I'm not holding him then I have to be watching him to make sure that he doesn't do one of his strange kamikazi dives onto the floor. Of course, he really is the baby that will not sleep. He seems to spend his entire day fighting the need to sleep. Sleep is for wimps, apparently. Right now he is sitting in his chair next to me trying to work out how he can get hold of Slinky's tail. Poor animal doesn't know what's hit him. The upshot of all of this is that the blog is suffering. Posting just seems to fall of the agenda for some reason. I still remember to wash, to eat, to sleep, but I forget to post. Sad, really, because I used to enjoy the blog so much. I don't intend to give up on it, and hopefully it the blog will be worth reading again. To paraphrase the fan who approaches Woody Allen in Stardust Memories, "I much prefer your earlier, funnier, ones."