Post # 11, in which Breezy pursues her education and I feed a baby.

This post is different than all others before it in that I am not writing from my bed.  Breezy's first day of nursing school was today.  I think it went well, for me that is.  I was on full time dad duty with no back-up, no relief in sight.  In fact, as I type this I am feeding Reo a bottle of breast milk that was bottled at the source this morning.  (yes I am skilled, how nice of you to notice)  No overly large dukes to report.  I did decide to go for a run with the boys.  The gentle motion of the stroller lulled Reo to sleep and put Hudson in a sort of stoned daze.  Pushing 60 pounds of offspring and stroller into a headwind will get you in shape quick.  Plus, the possibility of two simultaneously sleeping children is enough to motivate me to run in any almost any weather.  Actually that's bull, it's still hard to motivate myself to run when it's crappy out, especially with a heavy stroller to push around.  I also did some laundry and vacuumed the house, so yeah, you could say I am a great husband.  I have to say, it was a good day.