As is true for almost everyone, Sunday evening is the hardest night of the week. 7:00PM, the E-man’s bedtime, is the worst part of Sunday evening. When I put him to bed I know that the weekend is officially over, and I won’t see him again until Monday morning when it’s time to send him off to daycare. Then my wife and I try to squeeze a couple of hours out of the remainder of the night, but in reality we’re just gearing up for another work week.

We both enjoy our careers (yes, my current career is being a full-time student), but we enjoy the weekends and full days with the E-man a lot more. There just isn’t enough time on Saturday and Sunday to do all the things and see all the people we wish we could.

He just moved into the Toddler 1 room this week when he turned 18 months old on Friday. It’s a big transition because he goes from two 2-hour naps to a single 2-hour nap. It’s going to be pretty rough on him (and us, I think). Today he took a 2-hour nap and was so exhausted that he refused to wake up - instead, he laid on my shoulder for an hour, and it was really nice. It doesn’t happen very much anymore. I hope this transition goes well!