I figure so far, we’re holding our own. Evan and I have only had one episode of simultaneous wailing.

The Entity only replaced our jackpot baby for a 24-hour period, teaching us two valuable lessons: First, as long as the good days outnumber the bad, you’re doing well. Second, God created the Baby Bjorn for a reason. And that reason’s name is Evan Alexander. He hates getting in it, but the moment Justin steps outside, he’s down for the count.

• We’re changing diapers in the subconscious. The other night, Justin woke from a dead sleep, shot up in bed, and cried urgently, “Is it poop? Is it poop?”
• Evan’s sense of humour is developing well. About half of his diaper changes involve him peeing on one of us with impeccable aim and timing. And here’s how we know we’re becoming parents: we find it entertaining.
• We take video of of the baby doing Absolutely Nothing.
• I’m already planning halloween costumes.
• Last night, Justin said, “It’s crazy how happy it makes me when he farts.”