Asher had a doctor's appointment yesterday, and he's progressing as a healthy 3-month-old should. "They" are right, by the way. At three months, it does start to get good. Less inexplicable screaming. More personality. By comparison, work has lately made me MORE prone to inexplicable screaming and held hostage what little personality I have left. Boo.

I've been working late the past two nights, and will be in Grand Rapids the next two. That means, I don't get to see my son until Friday.