Another day, another poop blow-out. My son is an amazing pooper. For his size, he seems to create an amazing amount of poop. But enough about poop. I'm really just procastinating a paper I need to write (and a reading list I need to create for my exams this Spring). I realized today that the title of this blog is in the past tense - like I'd already survived it. When in reality I'm knee-deep in it.
The day is gray and worrisome because winter is already on it's haunches waiting to pounce. I'm not a big fan of snow. Especially city snow. The grey weight of it kind of overwhelms me. Winter is a good time to be a student though - you don't have a lot of distractions (I already have enough of those.)