Our nightly ritual

No, get your mind out of the gutter! Just kidding. During work, I find myself excited about coming home and seeing my family. It's a pretty cool feeling. Once home, I cook or Wife cooks, depending on how she feels, and then I jump on the elliptical for an hour. If Papito is really fussy, then I put him in the car seat, strap on my tennis, and climb up and down four flights of stairs while switching carrying hands. I can only handle 30 minutes of that, and I feel a whole lot more tired and worked out than an hour on the elliptical. For curls, yep, I use the now 13 lb living, moving "weight" in the car seat. Wife is feeling better and went to rehabilitation today for her stomach muscles. She is able to get out of bed without assistance and they came and got the hospital bed on Friday. The exciting news right now is that Wife apparently made a good impression on a lengthy phone interview for a Texas Spine and Sports clinic last week. They called her today and asked if she could come for an interview on November 6th!! Trust in God is important here because the timing will be such that she might get an offer to join the practice before having seen what else is out there. She'll hopefully have a better feel of things after the personal interview. Oh, back to our nightly ritual. After showering, I hang out with Papito while Wife pumps, showers, and generally putzes around. She finally goes to bed and I feed and bathe the lil' dude. He seems to like baths and closes his eyes in apparent bliss when I wash his hair. Once clean, fed, and content, he usually drops a big one for good measure. After the last clean up, it's rocking time. If he goes down by 12:30 am, it's a good night. If not, Wife is nudged up...and nudged...and nudged. Ah... the joy of being with Papito and then the joy of passing him off... :)