Well, the baby is here with me.
Geo is away this weekend doing his WWII thing. Hey, if it makes the man happy, fine by me.
However, I have watched The Wiggles "Hoop-Dee-Doo-Review" more times than should be legally allowed. Thankfully, she's getting out of her Dora stage so I was spared that torture. I've had to settle two "I want my daddy" tantrums with promises I know I can never keep (where the hell am I going to keep a Siberian white tiger?). Naptime allowed me to settle the checkbook and do a bit of laundry. She has been my shadow - my little mini-me.
The cool thing is I've gotten all the hugs, all the smooches, and all the attention from her. So the benefits are worth it.