How's this for pathetic? I just finished this book. You know, the book I started back in early January right after Waylon was born. I don't think I've read so little in my entire life. I love reading. It's usually an addictive pleasure for me. But having a second child and then adding work back into the mix has rendered me readless. See? Even my vocabulary's suffering and I'm starting to make up words. But now that Way's sleeping through the night I'm hopeful I can read a book a month instead of one every three months. Call me a crazy optimist. I'm off to Good Reads now to find something worthy of my limited time, unless you have something to suggest?
* Anyone out there remember Easy Reader? Right on, man.