One Hand

Typing with one hand really stinks. There will be some days my posts are short and to the point. It is probably because I'm typing with one hand, which is quite common for a mom of an infant. But I hate typing with one hand. Sometimes I'd rather not say anything if it has to be said with one hand. Today was a day like that - most of the day I had only one hand. Now I have two hands, but I'm tired, my kids are asleep, and I need to go to bed.

Tomorrow is my first day back at school in the literal sense. I'm actually going to school for 4 hours in the morning. Keith is staying home with both kids, which is a huge experiment in its own. I'm so darn excited about 4 straight hours all to myself though. It will probably be the 4 most productive hours of my life (or seem that way). It just boggles the mind what I could do in 4 hours with no children at my ankles. I'll update tomorrow on how the day went, both for me and for Keith.