The dogs are splayed out on the living room rug, still tired from yesterday's monster walk. My daily cup of coffee (sorry, kid) is to my right; Annaliese is at her first morning of "play school." I pick her up at 11:50, after they've fed her lunch and right in time for a nap. 

Four months of this until Baby Boy (who is growing like a weed and moving around frequently) arrives.

Now, go!