Tough Days Suck

Yesterday was a tough day. All I wanted to do was get into bed and read for twelve hours straight. That's impossible to do with a kid. It was the first time since Ben was born that I truly mourned the loss of my childless life.Ben and I went to Sacramento to visit my good friend Valerie and her two children Rowan and Una. We had a lovely visit, but boy was it an awakening to what life with two kids would be like. I don't think Val had two seconds to herself. Now those of us who have one may say "what's the difference?" But this was different. Trust me. Val and I indulged in my favorite sport on Saturday. Garage saling. Yep, it's a real verb. I got Ben this great little car thingy and today he was tooting around the yard in it. So cute. And this new independence is a real plus. He'll be getting his driver's license soon. cycle_collage.jpg