I Have a What..?
Okay, so I did it. Everyone advised against it and I really tried not to. I just couldn't help it. It happened and though I don't regret it overall, I still wish in some small way it didn't happen. I blinked. I blinked and all of a sudden I have a kid in my care. A kid who motors around my house at the speed of light. A kid who reaches for the dog's water dish for the 87th time that day and stops to look right at me, smirks a little, reaches again, smirks a little more, and then dive-bombs the dish with her fat little hand, splashing water everywhere. I come over to her, she crawls away faster than a speeding bullet, shrieking and giggling the whole time. Holy crap. That once far-off word I, until very recently, regarded with only mild interest (in the same way I wonder about my fifties) - "toddler" - is very soon to be my new world. Everyone says the time flies after you have a child. I have to say I only partly agree with this. The first six months...