Finally - some weather mild enough to sit outside the coffee shop! Met a friend for coffee after work - I haven't seen her since she had her wee lad, 7-weeks-less-a-day ago. He is, of course, just precious. He was sleeping the whole time, and I have a cold sore, so there were no snorgles. But he looks like he smells like a Werther's! We discussed why the urge to eat him was so strong. No answers, but interesting to note that it's a common phenomenon.
(Oh! Also! Sock Summit registration! So. Excited! Will post more tomorrow.)
In the meantime, to prove the ubiquitousness of the nomming-babies urge, here's a song about it: