Now that James is here I am reading like I am in first grade all over again. I have so little time to read that what I do read I don't remember. My reading time is generally the last few minutes I can keep my eyes open at the end of the day. It usually lasts long enough for me to read a sentence or two only to fall asleep with the book still in my hands. Maybe my reading habits will change when I break down and get a Kindle. At least for now, I can say that it is one concrete way that your life changes after you have kids, particularly for the first year. Reading time is a total indulgence and, as a result, it falls low down on the priorities list. I miss stealing a few quiet hours on a Saturday afternoon to lose myself in the middle of a book. It happened twice last weekend - on the plane to and from Chicago - and I loved it. I almost finished something Loki and I have been working on for a LONG time:
I won't tell you when I started the book. It is too embarrassing.
Next up is this one because I have heard great things about it:
And just in case you were wondering what they look like these days...
Precisely the awesomeness that occupies my time.