Bringin' home the bacon/ribs.

Well, someone's got to bring home the healthcare. And it's me. This was the scene in Marco's room from the street as I drove away at 7am this morning. I'm back at work today and I was welcomed to this nice scene. Thank you Kristin and Claire!
So, you know how I'm not a sap? Sure, some call it cold-hearted. I call it "rational." Well, my co-worker said a great thing to me today that made me feel nice. She asked if I cried when I left Marco this morning and I said, "Uh... no." (to read: "None of your beeswax.") And she said, "Uh-huh... you remind me of my daughter. A hard candy on the outside with a soft center." :)

On another note, if you hadn't heard, we're having a wicked heat wave. When I picked up Marco today, he was just wearing a onesie (daycare said they didn't want him to get too hot :)) I got his Thursday report card. Thirteen ounces... three naps - one short, one medium and one long... and lots of time outside. I got there and all the kids were playing on the playground. The bigger kids were on the swingset and Marco was along side of them in the baby swing smiling. Very sweet.

We stopped by the store for the appropriate hot weather meal - baby back ribs, salad and corn. We barbequed and ate outside and Marco enjoyed the scene sans clothes in his (Jack's) Moses basket. HA! The whole family is planning to sleep downstairs tonight. It was 91 degrees upstairs when I got home! We're opting for 76 downstairs. Loving the new addition.