This is boring.

Owen is home sick today — I had to leave work early to pick him up. Seems to just be a fever but he’s already in bed, and has been since he screamed for his binky at about 4:30.

And now I’ve had almost three hours to eat dinner in peace and frankly, it’s kind of boring if you’re not used to it. I still have two more hours to kill until HOUSE comes on and I’m a little too pregnant to do anything but wish my son would wake up and entertain me.

(Dear Karma, please note that I don’t actually want him to wake up; I’d rather have him asleep so I can complain about it. Thanks.)