I have put in twenty-one and a quarter hours in this week for work and it’s only Tuesday. I’m pooped, I’m going to bed and I am sure others have worked longer, harder hours than I have. However, I also have managed to clock 12 hours in the last 48 hours of family time. In short that means that I’ve logged about 14 hours of ‘other time’ somewhere in there sleeping (or not since Abby’s been waking up a lot) and converting oxygen into carbon-dioxide. I’m a busy guy, but I love it. Beats the snot out of unemployment.

In comparison Jessica, Kelsey and Kristin (in order of age) have watched seven episodes of Alias, watched ‘Mean Girls’ and sat on their buns eating bon-bons in that time 😉