Out Of Sorts

What a day. So crippling when technology lets you down. With the exception of a few important exchange of emails on prospective study opportunities, little else was accomplished today. Sigh. I guess I should leave work now and pick Ethan up and go home. I miss my friends and family. I miss playing sports. I miss so much of my earlier life. And THAT my friends is precisely how I feel and the product of putting thoughts to keyboard when at an end to an otherwise totally unproductive and underwhelming day. What the heck am I doing?

Then & Now

Here is Ethan at 5 days and 3 months old. Photos are not to scale for really direct comparison, although his toy in the first picture is a sort of scale bar and the difference in the rolly-polly-ness of his thighs in the second is also another measure.