It's become a bit strange, though, the way in which time goes by so fast. It's never struck me quite as much as it did today. I guess it's easier to tell when the measuring stick becomes your friend's babies. The last time I saw Baby Noah and Baby Artemis, they were approximately 6 months and 1 month, respectively. Artemis in particular was TINY. When they're that little, it's easy to tell that a great deal of time has gone by, and it blew me away. Just another one of the hazards of having two homes-- when you aren't in one of them, life keeps rolling along, and unfortunately you miss out on certain things. Things that you can't replace with a phone call or really any amount or type of technology.
Winter vacation never feels quite long enough, but my bags are all packed so I guess it's about time to sign off from this side of Boston/New York City for a while. It's time to get back to the routine (and rat race) of the District of Columbia, and put some of my mental preparations and New Year's resolutions to the test.