Haunted by youth

After getting my gums worked over, I have to make an appointment my next visit in August. Instead of my usual - whatever time you have open works for me, I end up doing the math thinking how old Josie will be. Plus I have to consider if I'll need mom to come over to watch her. So I go for an afternoon time thinking she'll be napping about then so mom won't have to do much. This becoming a dad thing involves more math and scheduling than managing a hackey sack squad.