Don't tell him he's my excuse...

It's not fair to use babies as excuses. Isn't gonna' stop me though, so be prepared. I just realized how behind I am on some really important emails. And yet, here I go, looking for a picture of Mr. Pie to put in my blog instead of responding to them. And instead of coming up with some nice creative "original content" that involves something thought-provoking. Which is to say, not about babies.

If it's about babies, it doesn't have to be thought-provoking. What's to think about? He's adorable. Makes me laugh and turn into a silly person who doesn't have real conversations. Basically, I'm blaming my nephew for my decline.

I'm sure I'll get over it...adjust...deal. But for now, every time I see this kid, it's all I talk about afterwards.

Lucky you. But I am reading some interesting books now. So that's something, right? Life of Pi and The Sedona Method. So far so good - quite enjoying each in its own way. Oh. And The Very Hungry Caterpillar. Can't forget that...