Y'all are good. Indeed, Henry has been spending an embarrassing number of hours in front of the television since his baby sister arrived.
And as if that wasn't bad enough, Henry becomes entranced by the television's electronic glow, drawing him within inches of the screen.
I can hear my mother, "That's so bad for his eyes."
And I'm sure it is.
But we are talking survival, y'all. Survival! And right now, this 21st century babysitter is helping us get through the transition.
Fortunately, life with two kids is getting easier, and we are getting out of the house more. But I'm not making any promises. Winter is around the corner, and as the thermostat drops, I imagine my son will be transfixed and drooling once again.