So it looks like I haven't posted since 2007.  I haven't even gone back to read what I wrote way back then.  Fresh start.

So, here I sit in the La-Z-Boy with Jack's Big Music Show on TV.  Fletch is 3 and baby-to-be is about 6-7 weeks from being cooked.  I have reached the stage where everything I do is like a personal challenge.  Hopefully it's just a phase.

Fletch started preschool 5 weeks ago.  He goes Wednesdays and Fridays from 8:30am to 11am.  He is still freaking out when I leave - but apparently is having a great time before I have time to reach the car.  Yesterday when I told him it was time for me to go, he said in a just-above-crying-voice "I need a high five".  It was the cutest thing ever and I'm taking it as a sign that things are getting better.  Of course, he did collapse in tears before I left.