Officially Mr. Mom

I earned my ninja dad merit badge last night. We're at the mall eating noodles and I realize Teh Is has wet through her training pants. I dash off to the restroom with a proper changing table (halfway across the mall, naturally), remove the sopping wet diaper, and proceed to dangle my child and her halfway off trousers in front of the hair dryers for a full cycle.

Dry child. Dry jeans. Another one of life's milestones achieved.

Working 9 to 5

I'm starting a new job in three days. I wasn't really actively looking for one or anything, but I heard about a great opportunity and decided to explore the possibilities. Everything seemed to come together: a nonprofit charity (the type of organization for which I have always wanted to work) focused on low-income kids and families; doing PR and donor development work (very fulfilling creative fun job getting to help raise awareness and money for a cause in which I believe); decent pay and benefits; two blocks from my house!

I'll be able to walk to work. The girls will be in daycare one block from our house and just across the park from where I'll be working. I can go home for lunch and save money and pop in to check on them.

It seemed fated, so I couldn't say no.