saved once again by logankiefer

So, what must have been seconds after he got home from doing the AIDS ride thingy from SF to LA, our mild mannered super-hero disguised as a sidekick, logankiefer came to rescue me from the clutches of the evil Cranky Pants.

Suddenly, with the return of his Logan, Blake was all smiles and jumping and giggling. I think the bubbles helped, but I think it was mostly just missing Logan and being glad to see him again. I was glad to see him again, too.

Blake has made it through two nights with no pull ups and not wetting the bed. He's a rock star. He's getting really good at using his words. The sentence of choice is, "I want . . ." and I can't tell you how utterly happy that makes me.

I managed to get absolutely zero homework done this weekend. Hopefully I'll be able to do some tomorrow.

I'm going to shut my little ibook screen and turn over and pass out now.