(Parents visiting last weekend + rehearsals ramping up) * Baby erupting with 1 year molars, 2 year molars and upper canines ALL AT THE SAME TIME/no more late afternoon naps = no goddamn time for breathing, much less blogging.
Oh, and: Mr. Squab broke a tooth, and must now make a pilgrimage to the dentist for the first time since we have been together, i.e. eight years. THAT will be a fun bill to pay.
So, how’s your week going?