I got home late tonight - after 7:30 - I talked to a soon to be departing colleague for a bit, and had to go to the pharmacy, cleaners, pet store (same shopping center) after getting off the bus (and of course there was traffic). Alan was already in bed when I got home as he was very tired. (The only trouble is Mark didn't put him in PJ's or change his diaper beforehand). So I've been home, unwinding and getting ready to see the specialist tommorrow. (and I missed survivor, argh - can someone tell me what happened!)
Alan's been playing outside at the sitter, I think it just wears him out. Or perhaps it is a growth spurt. It's weird coming home and not seeing the little guy. I have to get in the bedroom at somepoint (he sleeps in the master bedroom) and hope I don't wake him.