Ah. By 145pm I’d taken two naps. Not a bad day. I missed out on the 85 degree building at school. No bad there. Scout and I have excavated his toenails in the search for healthy nail bed under what grows on his big toes under the code name of “Toenail”, but “Toenail” is clearly a not so secret undercover agent of the apocolypse, endangering healthy toenails everywhere – namely the ones known as “Scout’s second toes”.

Have napped. Have established Alex is extremely laid back and “unhurried”. I have explained to him that it’s possible we will also be “unhurried” when he is 16 and wanting a car as well. Or whatever else I can pull the Jewish mother routine on as he grows up.