Going Back to Work

Well, I'm in the process of trying to find babysitters for Joey when I go back to work on November 3rd. I've got three days out of five covered. At the same time, Matt and I are trying to do some house-hunting, which is a full-time job on its own. I feel pretty frazzled a lot of the time, like there are always a million things to do. On a positive note, Joey is growing like a fat-and-happy weed. He's about two feet tall and 12 pounds. He's beginning to roll from tummy to back (mostly because he hates being on his tummy), he's being a little less stingey (stingy?) with his smiles, he laughs in his sleep, he's going to love roller coasters, and occasionally he'll pop up an eyebrow at me so I know he's mine. (Melissa says you know he's mine because he's always scowling.) He's the sweetest baby I've ever known, although I might be just a teensy bit biased. :)