I still spend most of the day tired, because George is eating every 3 hours. Robert is more tired than usual, because George is in our bedroom in his bassinette, and Rob still has to get up at 5AM every morning to workout. He has started to really enjoy running and is amazed that he can run 5K in a very reasonable time. Rob is one of those people who only last year would snicker at the bikers on the Natchez Trace and would shake his head at runners on Saturday morning. He used to turn to me and say these people have lost their mind. As much as he liked our old neighbor who ran in triathlons, he would shake his head in wonder why anyone would voluntarily do such a thing. Now, I crack up every time he tells me about his most recent improved 5K time, and he turns red and tells me to leave him alone.