I’m sorry that you won’t see much of me for the next two weeks. See, we’re putting our Feb issue of the mag to bed in a week and a half. That’s a fricking miniscule week and a half when we usually have around four so I’ll be working a little harder and longer. My face has broken out in teenage acne, I’m drinking lots of tea and Coke Lite for energy, and am dosing up on ResQ Remedy. I am a bit stressed (read: I wonder how the hell we’re going to pull it off) I promise to bring home the occasional nappy for you to try, and new toys/products if I get any. I know you don’t understand it yet, but there are perks to my job, and even though you get the nappies/toys/butt cream regardless, we sometimes get to try them for free, leaving me and Dad a bit more cash to spend on Very Important Things – like Hello Kitty swag for me, boring archery stuff for him, iPad apps, and iTunes downloads of Glee.
I can’t wait to be on holiday soon where I can spend all the days with you reading, watching Glee, having picnics, swimming and chasing after you as you try “post” our phones in inappropriate places around the garden.