Just a few more of the boy.

I fear that Jack has already inherited my receding hairline.

And especially for my judgemental friend Geoffrey, a picture of Jack with yours truly, with me wearing yet another tasteful ensemble suitable for hanging out in a hospital room while having a little chat with my boy.

Katherine shoo'd me out of the room this afternoon. While I want nothing more than to stay with my beautiful wife and my thus far well-behaved son, four nights on a short, naugahyde couch made me accept her offer of sleeping in a bed at the Emporium pretty quickly. Plus, I think that Katherine will be able to get more sleep tonight with me gone.

I took the opportunity to check out movie times on the 5th floor of the Emporium Mall, and what do you know...Casino Royale was starting just 5 minutes after I arrived. One, please.

Now I'm home and going to bed. Katherine assured me she was going to sleep too, and would call at any time if she decided that my presence was necessary.