The Amateur Marriage by Anne Tyler, in paperback form small enough to handle while holding the wee lad in my arms.
Seriously, this isn't going to turn into a blog of cute baby pictures and absolutely no poetry, but I can't help myself today.
76 degrees and sunny with no humidity. Almost makes me forget about our buckling hardwood floors and broken dryer.
Poetry group re-convenes next Wednesday, so things will be happening soon in that area. In the meantime...