Here's a picture of Daddy working his first solo mission. Well, I actually take the captain's chair each night while Julie sleeps, but this is the first time she wasn't a room away.
I did pretty good right up until the end, when I decided to go ahead and let the boy drink that last two ounces of milk he was clamoring for. You can't tell by his face, but right there he's contemplating spewing up a new geyser in about 90 seconds' time. Just when I was thinking I'd probably take a better picture without that pacifier in my mouth. (You'd think I would've noticed while looking in the mirror, but somehow I didn't.)
Zack did one of his typical mood swings while Jules was arriving home. He got wound up and annoyed right as she was walking past the window, but by the time she got in the door he had the pacifier in his mouth and was starting the slow countdown to nap time.