The Incredible Incidental Imlers

Meredith and I sabbathed pretty hard yesterday.  Much needed naps and relationship occurred while the house was unattended.  Today, I am cleaning up here and there so that I can focus upon work this evening, ‘cause those forums and lectures won’t grade and write themselves.

So, after lunch, I set Reed down in front of some Sesame Street while I finished the kitchen and worked on the garage.

Reed was calm, present, and alive when I came in from the garage.  One thing was amiss, though:

Reed looking at me as if to say “Whad’ya expect?”

I might save the living room for Meredith.