What a week, TGIF

So Mimi Svoboda showed up to learn my staff a bit on my care.  Not her first baby.  She had wonderful stories about mom and was a sympathetic soul and the end of a tough week.

My wipe warmer arrived!  Thanks Jay and Dee.  This has cut down on my, ahem, unintentional water works.  And really, this is the humane way to go.  I dread my next diaper bag change.

Day seven and higher education was already being pushed.  Representative Cecil Sagehen showed up on behalf of Dad's alma mater.  Liberal arts?  I was thinking engineering, and likely Ivy League.  Start saving, folks.

Fell asleep during a video conference.  EMBARASSING!  My reps smoothed it over with my grandclients.  The steamed milk just before was a BAD idea.  I'm going to ask that at least a cup of coffee be added at midday.

Uncle Pat is a VERY large guy.  He was smiling until he saw the camera.  I could tell he played a little college ball because he had quite a grip.

These are my cousins Ryann and Corbin.  Corbin is well on his way to filling his father's shoes, like next week.  Geesh, he doesn't look like he needed any "consultants."  He was very smiley and can find his mouth with his fingers no problem.  Challenge accepted.

Hand of God, an homage to The Sistine Chapel and Michelangelo.
Did you know the difference between a surgeon (Dad) and God?
God doesn't think he's a surgeon!
Love that one.

This is definitely one for my Gerber modeling pitch.  I won't mention that I'm not a formula guy at that meeting!  This is my slightly surprised, "Who me?" look.  

As I bed down just a quick reminder that Big Brother is never far away.  Tonight's selection will be "Summer Night" on heavy repeat on the sound machine.