Friday, May 11, 2012
The Dawn Patrol. Admittedly, in my pre-child and even pre-married days, I was not exactly a fixture at the beach until the sun was well in the sky. That all changed with the arrival of Thing 1 when chances were good that I was awake at that hour anyways, dealing with a feeding or a changing. Not to mention that if I wanted to be fair to my better half, it was always better to arrive home with a good portion of the day intact. This becomes doubly true now that Thing 2 is in the picture. For the record, he turned one in April and is now staggering around the house with a drunken Frankenstein gait and climbing stairs.