Hi!

Well, it's bedtime, and today went quickly.  It was another early morning, but we used to to get to work out early and quickly.  I only left LJ in childcare for 45 minutes because I planned to do a class tonight and didn't want him to spend so much time there.  He enjoys going to play there in the morning, so we kept it in our schedule.  I swam a few laps then picked him up to go ride our bike to the harbor.

We ate lunch at a cool "tapas" place on the water around some shops.  It was 20 dollars for all-u-can-eat, so LJ and I ate away.  For 20 bucks, we shared chicken croquettes, french fries, a garden salad and four garlic shrimp ...PLUS a great chocolate dessert with vanilla ice cream on top!  I guess this is the stuff I'm working out for, huh?!  It's more money than I'd like to spend for lunch, but it was fun.  We both splurged and ate till we were full!

When I picked up LJ out of his high-chair, he was SOAKING wet...I guess I didn't put his diaper on correctly, and a little "something" was angled the wrong way.  Because of the lack of changing tables, I changed him on the bathroom floor, (horrible, I know), wiped us down with purel, then headed outside.  No one could tell he was wet but me, so I let him air dry while we played by the harbor.  We Horrible, huh?  What else can you do?  He drinks so much water, it's like he came out of a pool.  My friends with no kids are grimacing now...just wait :)  It happens...At least it was #1!  

As we headed home, we stopped in a photo booth to take some fun pictures.  The bike ride back was uneventful.  Upon arriving home, dry but dirty, I changed him, wiped him down and fed him dinner.  After dinner, we headed to the gym for my class and he LOVED going there at night.  I was so surprised.  I guess that he's full and rested, (evenings are great for him), so he was "perfect", to quote the sitter. He didn't know her, so I was expecting someone to come get me with a crying child.  Instead, I enjoyed a super-tough class, legs shaking and all as I came and got him.

When we got home, the Guthries wanted us to stop by.  We played for a bit then got Rookie to take him out with the gang.  Of course, we had to bring our bat and some bread for the ducks.  The ducks eat more of our bread then we do!  As we were feeding, our legs dangling over the edge, (we were careful), LJ threw bread AND his little bat into the water.  My fault...I should have known.  I have already contacted playskool for a replacement...he does everything but sleep with that little orange bat.  

So, that brings us to now...LJ all clean and tired, falling asleep.  I'm finishing up my day as well, and I hope you are ending your's well.

Sorry for the rambling entry, but I hope you enjoyed reading about it -- it was enjoyable living it!

Love you,

Jamie