Well Eli, you’ve been in our lives for 6 months now.  It’s hard to believe, but since we just started sleeping again a few weeks ago, it’s all a bit foggy.

So for your 6 month birthday, your mom was out of town and we spent our first weekend alone together.  I grilled for us on Friday, but you slept through that.  Then we watched a documentary about Reggie Miller beating up on the Ewing/Starks Knicks.  (You slept through that too).  On Saturday we went to your music class and you chewed on a maraca.  Then  I gardened a bit on Saturday while you played in the grass with Russert.  And then we had to sleep at your grandparents house because of the leaky water pipe that ruined our dining room.  You weren’t feeling great last night, so ‘grandpa with a mustache’ bought you Tylenol at 4am.  Today we went to a diner, we went shopping and then we spent the afternoon transplanting string beens, zucchini and cucumbers.  You really liked the soil.  You made a mess.  Tonight I gave you a bath, and a bottle and you fell to sleep on my shoulder.

I had a really great time with you this weekend.  And i’m also very glad you mom just got home.  I’m wiped.