Am back-posting, though. Today is Monday, and I have finally (FINALLY!!) gotten Iris to take her nap in the crib. The last week or two has been an exclusively nap-on-Mommy-while-watching-Barney adventure, so you understand how phenomenally lovely it is to hear the sound of her rainy day noise machine purring upstairs while sorting through pictures and eating peanuts on the couch.
Carl just brewed us each a cup of green tea and settled in to play video games.
And I have a half-read essay by Jonathan Franzen on Robinson Crusoe and the secluded island of Masafuera sitting beside me.
More of everything, please.