Sneak Attack

On Saturday night Stephen and I went to the Red Sox game... they were playing the Atlanta Braves... so I was actually "allowed" to cheer for the Sox this time. My friend (and colleague, and Jack's stalker) offered to babysit. She drove all the way down from Cambridge to spend a few hours with Jack - she's clearly obsessed. Anyway, there were big crocodile tears when we left the house... and as usual he was fine within a minute or two. Julie spent some time with Jack outside - yelling to the neighbors across the street (as you'll see) and squirting his water bottle - even at his "babysitter!"

By the way, that's pizza sauce on his head... not blood. And the Sox won - 3 - Zip.