siouxs! and i went for a run together last night for the first time in over a year. it was only about a mile, but it felt good. due to jack's probable dairy allergy, siouxs! had been unable to eat cheese and such while still breastfeeding the boy, so i've been cooking without dairy for a few weeks. i've been drinking less on the whole, not by design exactly, but i just have. i'm going to bed earlier on a regular basis than has been my custom in the past. i've lost fifteen pounds since he was born.

this upswing in healthy behavior is all pretty well attributable to jack. i want to be healthy enough to play with him. i want to be able to run around with him for hours, or walk around with him on my shoulders all over the zoo. he loves being outside, and i want it to stay that way. oh, i do love my video games, but i don't want jack to be a playstation zombie, so i rarely play anymore, if only not to set a bad example.

i do love that boy so. how is it that he makes me feel simultaneously old and young?