That means that I'm in charge of keeping the kids (alive) and being reminded of how hard Kimberly works every day, all day, with a clock that I swear is moving slower than it should. How she keeps her sanity with the slobber, eating, cleaning, bottles, naps, constant requests, grumpiness, and all the Caillou episodes I'll never know. I'm so thankful for my wonderful wife and for her daily sacrifices.
The house is a mess and I have some clothes to wash, but I made it through day 1. Here a few shots of our outside time.
