8:07 PM PST - Feb. 28, 2004
thursday night and most of friday, i was sick. saturday my wife had an all-day seminar to attend, so the boy has been mine all day. the poor dear just cried himself to sleep. some routines and comforts a dad just can't replace. i think that's a good thing. i'm pooped, but glad to get a day like this down for experience's sake. and i'm glad of what the boy ate. breakfast: sausage and some milk snack: half a cookie and some milk lunch: chicken and some milk snack: half a cookie, and some goldfish and some apple juice dinner: rice with peas and carrots and ground beef, and some milk, and some water i think he needed some more fruit but i tried to keep him busy. this evening he spent searching for his mom and trying to comfort himself. it's so tough to see him cry and not be able to comfort him much.
