I'm back...

to myself somewhat today. At least I'm more in control of the maudlin wench who tried to take ,over yesterday. Little man will ALWAYS be my baby. In fact I will enjoy telling him that in front of his junior high prom date while he squirms with embarrassment, and announcing it to his boss at his first job, and during a speech at his wedding. Heck, if I'm still alive I'll proclaim it in the sort of loud voice only the deaf elderly ever use, to every single person I meet at his retirement party, repeatedly.

I still can't believe how stepford mommy this little dude has managed to make me feel but I'm willing to run with it for now. Who knows, perhaps it will stick and be a permanent change in my psyche? (But my evil twin is betting NOT).

But for now I'll leave you with the one and only violation of my no full frontal face photo policy on this blog. Here are the glasses that made mommy weep:



Its not my favorite photo of him but its the best I have since we got the glasses. They definitely improve his vision. If I thought he was busy and into everything before I was wrong. He now moves around the house like a small blur leaving chaos and destruction in his wake. I may be sad about his impending start at daycare but the cats are planning a party.