Feels like another rush of work at work. Comes in waves I guess. Calm, then storm. One bonus of working in the office: I'm gathering Foursquare mayorships by the handful. Of course, they aren't the most healthy of places to be mayors of, but still, it's something. First day of the new year had daddy day care. Sunday we actually left the house to go to Whole Foods to get meat for dinner, which ended up being carpaccio, tartare, and white chocolate raspberry cheesecake (which ended up not so good). Oh, and throw in a chicken burrito from Taco Burrito Palace in there as well. Last night Lucy decided to cry a lot in bed. Oh, we also had to lower the crib, since Lucy's now sitting and sometimes standing in there. More like a real baby's room now. Definitely harder to get her in there for sleeping. But she seems to like looking out behind the bars. Hope that's not a sign. But back to her crying in bed, I eventually got her after a couple spells, because I was worried about a diaper full of poop, except there wasn't any, and then she didn't want to go back to bed. Eventually just had to let her cry herself to sleep, otherwise, none of us would have gotten any sleep.