We drove back and forth to the school that we both worked at together. We cooked, shopped, ate, watched movies, hiked, camped, and listened to NPR together. In fact, we were together so often that we had to schedule time apart into our lives.
Well, times have changed. Now even when my old man is around, he's always studying. I mean, I don't know what these teachers think grad school is supposed to be. It's like they expect him to work really hard.
He's been writing so many papers that he had to put a pillow on the chair like an old lady.
Once in awhile he has a little bit of extra time, and who do you think gets it?
I can't really blame him. The babe is a lot of fun. Lucky for me Rocky's bedtime is 7 o'clock. Unfortunately, after all that work, it's more and more becoming Brandon's bedtime too.
If I could just get Bullwinkle to do the dishes, maybe I could get his spot on the couch.
In the meantime, at least I've still got NPR.