The passing of time....

Oh, how time flies when you're enjoying yourself - and even when you're not, but you've got a baby who seems to take up every waking moment (and not a few of the supposedly sleeping ones too).

It's time for a progress report, but typically, just when I thought Toby was settled for a sleep in his swing (which is usually a pretty reliable "babysitter"), he's woken up screeching and isn't calming, so I'll have to come back to this post later.

We interrupt this intermission to bring you....