Mayhem!

Every night, before going to bed, I put the cogs on their respective spots. I put the balls in the toy. The toys in the basket. I try to declutter the play area. And within about 5 minutes of his waking up, it's mayhem again! 

When I decided to have him, I promised myself that he wouldn't face the same issues I had while studying: there would be money set aside for him, so that there would be no limits (within reason, of course) to his desire to learn. Today, I met with A., a friend and financial advisor, and started Olivier's student fund. We're not rich, here, and let's not even mention the fact that I have no retirement plan. But I'll make sure he's able to realize his dreams! 

(as long as it doesn't involve settling on Mars or Pluto. That's way too far, and too dangerous. Mommy has to set boundaries.)