Escape Artist

I went back to work today: I'm teaching an intro to french lit for the summer term, which means an intensive 6-week class, 3-hour 4 times a week. The good news is that I only have one group, the bad is that all the grading basically happens at the same time. But it had to happen, I had to go back to work, no matter how much fun I'm having with my little guy. Someone has to bring home the bacon, as they say, and since I haven't won the lottery, that someone is me. (I asked Olivier if he would contribute to the family budget and he laughed in my face.)

What you are seeing right now is my little escape artist. I had a tiny bit of prepping left to do after dinner, and thought I'd get it out of the way. He managed to crawl around the big play pen and under the swing to have a party in my back issues of Bookforum. I guess I'll have to work a bit more at baby proofing!