Swamped with home renovation stuff (yay we're moving!), I needed a break from the overwhelming madness of tile sizes, oven BTUs, solid versus engineered hardwood, and other critical details in a successful gutting and reconstruction of a 1970's home.  So, you can imagine how glad, and relieved I was at the sight of baby Raiden.  When everything seemed to be imploding in my world, Raiden's honest and inifinitely curious, wandering eyes was refreshing, and breathed hope of a new beginning.  So thanks Raiden, Christine and Dom for letting me escape from suffocation, even if it was for an hour.  

Thanks little buddy.