Sorry for the silence around these parts lately, dear readers. The past three months have been lost to the mists of time, and also the mists of never-ending morning sickness and exhaustion. The good news (aside from the baby, due in October) is that the fog seems to be lifting. This news has been greeted with much fanfare in our house. I came down the stairs the other day wearing jeans and Ellie responded with an awed, “Wowwww! Pants!” She turns two in a couple of weeks, and already demonstrates advanced knowledge of the difference between house pants and outside-the-house pants. I’m so proud. Hopefully we have just as much luck with the next one.