6:00 p.m.

I remember when I used to have all of these really great pictures of Ethan and I, taken while snuggled up or cuddled somewhere, looking directly at the camera.

And then he became mobile.

And now I get a whole lot of this:

And then he's off again, running up and down the halls yelling "HI!!!!" like the wild man he is.

Dinnertime and bedtime (for Ethan, anyway) are quickly approaching which means I've been attached to this computer all day long. It hasn't been bad at all so far, save for the fact that I've had to relinquish control over Ethan's activities today. My husband is a wonderful father, of course, but let's just say earlier this morning he said he was taking Ethan to Home Depot and I remarked that Ethan was wearing the same shirt he slept in. "We just didn't change it yet," he explained. Then they came home from Home Depot with Ethan in the same shirt he slept in and, well, it's an hour away from bedtime and he's still in the same shirt he slept in last night. Oh, dads.