I think this is what people call the real world.  I am now just finding out what it's like to not have enough hours in the day.  Each morning I get up with Braeden by 7am.  We prepare for the day and then I drop him off at Gramma and Grampa's.  I come to work bu 11.   I pick B up at 6:45-ish ... then get him home for a bath,  bottle and bed.  This is complete by 8:30-9pm.  Now there's still laundry to do,  dishes to wash,  cleaning to start,  a tv show I'd like to watch ... and oh ya ... dinner to eat.  But wait,  when was there time in there to actually cook something to eat?!

Thank god for weekends!  Enjoy and try to fit in some sleep!