i'm so behind, but this is too good to pass up

Within the last hour, Bridget has taken to calling her daddy "Al." That's his name, of course. It's just funny to hear her yelling out her name after I call out to him without thinking twice about it.

Bridget's spent the last sixteen days with her daddy since I've been at this comprehensive exam for my PhD (tomorrow's the last full day, thank God—and yes, that's what I'm behind on). They've been having fun and she's learned to do things that I would never in a million years have let her try, like Evel Knievel acts that she got from watching a Ninja Warrior marathon. But I haven't heard her swear yet (which is good since Al's been around the dog, too) and I'm infinitely grateful to him for taking care of her and letting me do this. It just gets me one step closer to graduating in May and being out of school (as a student) for good. How strange it will be when that day comes.