I feel like we're a bit late in the game here since Hayden is nine months old already. But, in the words of Dr. Phil (God help me) the only thing worse than putting something off for one day is putting it off for two. But, seriously, Dr. Phil? I used to read literature for God's sake. Real, big kid books. Now, it's Parenting Magazine, and random books that I start and never finish. So far, that list includes:
Eat, Pray, Love (good first chapter)
My Sister's Keeper (again, compelling first chapter. That was recommended by a student)
The Burn Journals (disturbing. About a kid who sets himself on fire. True story. Makes me hope he came from a screwed up family so I can feel safe from that)
Wild Ducks Flying Backward (I started that so long ago I have to re-start it)
Water for Elephants

OK, this is getting embarrassing, but suffice it to say, I just can't hold a thought anymore. Hell, maybe that was always the case, and now I just have an excuse.

The kiddo just went down to bed, and I haven't had a real conversation with husband man in a long time, so we'll start this thing for real in the morning.