Well, I realize it's been awhile since I posted. General craziness is what I attribute it to. I'll catch you up on the "doin's" at the Shoup House:
- First off, Brent is doing really well. His tendon seems completely back to normal, though I haven't seen him attempt another Wii workout. I think his goal is to try to get some running in as the Georgia marathon is NEXT WEEK. I still don't get this whole running for 3-5 hours thing, but it makes him happy and that's what's important. (P.S. Party at my house next weekend! RSVP for directions)
- Second, and ALMOST as exciting, I went for a fish pedicure with some friends this past Saturday. I'm not really sure why it is we chose to get a pedicure in the middle of winter (with snow all around, just to prove it's still winter)...I think the allure (yes, I said allure) of a fish pedicure was like a siren's song that was too powerful to resist. The brief synopsis is that there was screaming, there was crying, no fish were harmed in the consumption of our dead skin and my feet are as smooth as a baby's butt. If you're reading this, chances are you don't have access to a baby's butt (or my feet for that matter), so you'll have to take my word for it. I would definitely do it again, just maybe not live it up quite so much next time. And if you get the chance to do it, well, make sure you start out with the small fish. I hear they have had to retrieve whole toes from the big fish! Just kidding. Sort of.
- Third, and not quite as amusing as the first two topics, my father had two small heart attacks on Sunday. I think we all accept at some point that our parents are mortal. Somewhere along the way, we stop seing them as a ginormous figure and recognize them to be more like a real life person. It's at this time in our lives that we realize that eventually our parents will no longer be around forever. We hope that they will live to be 1000 year old so we can draw on their wisdom, or learn from their mistakes, until the end of our lives. My dad will need bypass surgery and will be able to resume normal activity shortly after surgery, so he is very lucky that they caught his heart attacks so early. Not everybody gets a second shot at living, so I hope he will take this chance he's been given and appreciate it. And I hope that I will appreciate his second chance as well.
No funny ending tonight, folks. Hug your loved ones tight, because you never know what tomorrow will bring.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
You've been warned!
I recently realized the Lenten season is quickly approaching. Lent always proves to be fraught with drama (at least initially) as I try to figure out what I'm going to give up. The theory is that you need to make a sacrifice to honor the sacrifice Jesus made for you. I'm not super religious, in fact, I've probably been excommunicated from the church at this point, but I'm nothing if not steeped in tradition, and this year is no exception.
My goals for Lent are this:
1. No chocolate until Easter (hence the "You've been warned!"). This is especially painful (insert eye twitch here) as it's Girl Scout cookie season and I have stocked up on the Tagalongs. In fact, I think my Tagalong order alone has caused a peanut butter shortage for the entire East Coast (assuming that's where the Girl Scout cookie factory is). But as the hymn states, "We shall overcome." I don't recommend trying to engage me in a meaningful conversation on Easter as I am sure I will be blissed out from my Tagalong overload ("How many Tagalongs can Kelly eat in one day? A-one, a-two....wow! That box went FAST!").
2. No new animals. This one will also be awful hard. My bleeding heart goes out to any animal in need, but I probably am approaching animal gluttony at this point (if there is such a thing. If there isn't, well, I've probably just invented it). I had someone say to me today that it seemed as if I were light on cats right now. I won't publish the actual number here, but I was thinking "If (insert number here) is light on cats, what would be too many???" And here's where I say, I don't know, nor do I want to find out.
3. Do good deeds daily. Whether it's being honest, whether it's being tactful, polite, sincere, or helping an old lady across the street, I plan to perform one random act of kindness daily. Not to say that I'm not already kind, but there's always room for improvement.
The funny thing about Lent and my Lenten promises is that I always find myself enforcing them well after Lent. And then I realize it's okay to have that piece of chocolate and it's like a dam breaks and the chocolate longings run through! My wonderful, sweet husband says if I'm craving it, I must need it and I feel that those are words to live by. I guess I crave peace and enlightenment and hope that one day, by denying myself chocolate, I will find what it is I crave. Who am I kidding?? Bring on the Tastykake Kandy Kakes!!!! At least until the 17th. After that, cyberfriends, you have been warned!!
My goals for Lent are this:
1. No chocolate until Easter (hence the "You've been warned!"). This is especially painful (insert eye twitch here) as it's Girl Scout cookie season and I have stocked up on the Tagalongs. In fact, I think my Tagalong order alone has caused a peanut butter shortage for the entire East Coast (assuming that's where the Girl Scout cookie factory is). But as the hymn states, "We shall overcome." I don't recommend trying to engage me in a meaningful conversation on Easter as I am sure I will be blissed out from my Tagalong overload ("How many Tagalongs can Kelly eat in one day? A-one, a-two....wow! That box went FAST!").
2. No new animals. This one will also be awful hard. My bleeding heart goes out to any animal in need, but I probably am approaching animal gluttony at this point (if there is such a thing. If there isn't, well, I've probably just invented it). I had someone say to me today that it seemed as if I were light on cats right now. I won't publish the actual number here, but I was thinking "If (insert number here) is light on cats, what would be too many???" And here's where I say, I don't know, nor do I want to find out.
3. Do good deeds daily. Whether it's being honest, whether it's being tactful, polite, sincere, or helping an old lady across the street, I plan to perform one random act of kindness daily. Not to say that I'm not already kind, but there's always room for improvement.
The funny thing about Lent and my Lenten promises is that I always find myself enforcing them well after Lent. And then I realize it's okay to have that piece of chocolate and it's like a dam breaks and the chocolate longings run through! My wonderful, sweet husband says if I'm craving it, I must need it and I feel that those are words to live by. I guess I crave peace and enlightenment and hope that one day, by denying myself chocolate, I will find what it is I crave. Who am I kidding?? Bring on the Tastykake Kandy Kakes!!!! At least until the 17th. After that, cyberfriends, you have been warned!!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Owies and proper procedure
For a long time, whenever Kaitlyn hurts herself, instead of rushing to her and asking if she's okay, we'll celebrate the incident. For instance, a fall when learning to walk is celebrated with "Bravo!" and clapping of the hands. We're trying not to make a big deal of the fall since that generally seems to add to the tears, but at the same time, we want Kaitlyn to know that we saw what happened and are there for her if she truly needs it.
Kaitlyn's new thing when she hurts herself is to ask if she's okay. A knock on the noggin will prompt an "Okay, mommy?", to which I respond, "I'm okay baby, are you okay?" Today we had a couple of spills and chills. I think she's getting another ear infection which certainly isn't helping any balance issues she might have. When I went into her room to get her to start our day, she was crawling to see a cat ("KEEEETY" in Kaitlyn's world) and banged her elbow. She said "K, mommy?" to which I responded "Okay, baby. Are you okay, do you need a hug?" She came up to me so I was all prepared to give her a hug. She shoved her elbow in my face and said "Muah!" I took that to mean she wanted me to kiss it, so kiss it I did and she went about her merry way.
Later, she tumbled out of the chair she got for her birthday.. She's still learning the balancing points of the chairs, so there have been some falls as she works to figure everything out. So, the blue chair tips over, scaring her and sending her scrambling for comfort. I snuggle her, wipe her tears and she gets down to finish her breakfast (priorities, people, priorities). Does she get back in the blue chair, the chair she fell out of? No sir, says she. She gets in the red chair and reorganizes everything on the table so she can finish her breakfast from there. It was the blue chair's fault, you see, and she will punish it by no longer sitting there. That's my girl! Always figuring out a way to get what she wants!
Kaitlyn's new thing when she hurts herself is to ask if she's okay. A knock on the noggin will prompt an "Okay, mommy?", to which I respond, "I'm okay baby, are you okay?" Today we had a couple of spills and chills. I think she's getting another ear infection which certainly isn't helping any balance issues she might have. When I went into her room to get her to start our day, she was crawling to see a cat ("KEEEETY" in Kaitlyn's world) and banged her elbow. She said "K, mommy?" to which I responded "Okay, baby. Are you okay, do you need a hug?" She came up to me so I was all prepared to give her a hug. She shoved her elbow in my face and said "Muah!" I took that to mean she wanted me to kiss it, so kiss it I did and she went about her merry way.
Later, she tumbled out of the chair she got for her birthday.. She's still learning the balancing points of the chairs, so there have been some falls as she works to figure everything out. So, the blue chair tips over, scaring her and sending her scrambling for comfort. I snuggle her, wipe her tears and she gets down to finish her breakfast (priorities, people, priorities). Does she get back in the blue chair, the chair she fell out of? No sir, says she. She gets in the red chair and reorganizes everything on the table so she can finish her breakfast from there. It was the blue chair's fault, you see, and she will punish it by no longer sitting there. That's my girl! Always figuring out a way to get what she wants!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Curse you Wiggles!
Many people know that we are blessed with a child who loves to sleep in. It's not uncommon for her to sleep until 8:30 am. I often take advantage of this and sleep in myself. I was looking forward to sleeping until at least 8 this am, as we were up late for an ER visit for Brent (more on that later). And by we, I mean Brent and I, otherwise, Kaitlyn would probably STILL be sleeping.
7:30 am, the most shrill sound starts coming from Kaitlyn's room. I should note that she is VERY good about playing in her room until she's ready for us to come get her. What was that shrill sound sending chills down my spine you may ask? None other than the Wiggles in their big red car. I groaned and rolled over, but those Wiggles persisted! They were relentless! All around they went in their big red car. They bob up and down, the wheels turn and they drive all around as long as you want them to, singing the whole time! Who is that cheerful that early in the morning??? None other than the Wiggles, my friends. Apparently Kaitlyn wanted them to be world travellers as she sent them on the journey every 30 seconds! By 8:00 am I was done. As I clawed my way out of bed, I had the brief thought that I would exile the car to Miss Lida's to disappear forever. Kaitlyn, for her part, would have been THRILLED to take the car to Miss Lida's. The anguish faded and I reconsidered. However, I will be taking the Wiggles out of Kaitlyn's room tonight and will replace it this weekend so her father can experience that particular ring of hell.
As for Brent's trip to the ER, it was the best ER trip I've ever had! It took longer for Uncle Chris to get to our house than it did for Brent's trip to the ER. 11:00 pm, he staggers upstairs, limping and gasping in pain. He was doing the EA Active workout and felt a pop. When I asked him what it felt like he said "It felt like one of the cats punched me in the back of my calf." "One of the cats?" I asked. "Yeah, it was this big POW in the back of my calf. I looked around to see what cats were in the area." (Readers, I'd like you to consider the likelihood of a cat approaching a grown man who is jumping around to punch him in the back of the calf). "Ohhhhhhhhhhkay. Do you need to go to the doctor?" "No, I'll be fine." Twenty minutes go by. "Honey, I think you're right, I think it is my achilles." "So what do you want to do?" "Well, you see, it felt like a pow and I can walk, but it hurts when I stretch -" "No, that's not what I asked. I asked what you wanted to do?" "Oh, I'll just drive myself to the ER." "K (dials phone) Chris, can you come over, I gotta take Brent to the ER."
So over Chris came and off we went. 20 minutes after arriving (and a cool hospital bracelet later), they patted him on the head, told him to take Motrin and sent him on his way. It was eerily reminscent of the time we went to hospital for Kaitlyn's birth, complete with mountains of snow on the ground. We chatted with Chris and then all went to bed. Until the stupid Wiggles. CURSE YOU WIGGLES! Until we meet again!
7:30 am, the most shrill sound starts coming from Kaitlyn's room. I should note that she is VERY good about playing in her room until she's ready for us to come get her. What was that shrill sound sending chills down my spine you may ask? None other than the Wiggles in their big red car. I groaned and rolled over, but those Wiggles persisted! They were relentless! All around they went in their big red car. They bob up and down, the wheels turn and they drive all around as long as you want them to, singing the whole time! Who is that cheerful that early in the morning??? None other than the Wiggles, my friends. Apparently Kaitlyn wanted them to be world travellers as she sent them on the journey every 30 seconds! By 8:00 am I was done. As I clawed my way out of bed, I had the brief thought that I would exile the car to Miss Lida's to disappear forever. Kaitlyn, for her part, would have been THRILLED to take the car to Miss Lida's. The anguish faded and I reconsidered. However, I will be taking the Wiggles out of Kaitlyn's room tonight and will replace it this weekend so her father can experience that particular ring of hell.
As for Brent's trip to the ER, it was the best ER trip I've ever had! It took longer for Uncle Chris to get to our house than it did for Brent's trip to the ER. 11:00 pm, he staggers upstairs, limping and gasping in pain. He was doing the EA Active workout and felt a pop. When I asked him what it felt like he said "It felt like one of the cats punched me in the back of my calf." "One of the cats?" I asked. "Yeah, it was this big POW in the back of my calf. I looked around to see what cats were in the area." (Readers, I'd like you to consider the likelihood of a cat approaching a grown man who is jumping around to punch him in the back of the calf). "Ohhhhhhhhhhkay. Do you need to go to the doctor?" "No, I'll be fine." Twenty minutes go by. "Honey, I think you're right, I think it is my achilles." "So what do you want to do?" "Well, you see, it felt like a pow and I can walk, but it hurts when I stretch -" "No, that's not what I asked. I asked what you wanted to do?" "Oh, I'll just drive myself to the ER." "K (dials phone) Chris, can you come over, I gotta take Brent to the ER."
So over Chris came and off we went. 20 minutes after arriving (and a cool hospital bracelet later), they patted him on the head, told him to take Motrin and sent him on his way. It was eerily reminscent of the time we went to hospital for Kaitlyn's birth, complete with mountains of snow on the ground. We chatted with Chris and then all went to bed. Until the stupid Wiggles. CURSE YOU WIGGLES! Until we meet again!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Stars and Bars!!
Wow! I guess it's been awhile since I posted.
Let's play catchup:
Caramel and Zula both got adopted, along with the following kitties:
Conan
Ellen
Tyra
Rachel
Rosie
Jay
Lokelani
Iolani
Kailua
Ipo
Kalani
Venus
Mercury
Milky Way
Polly
Lucy
San
Ichi
Ni
Ferdinand
Isabella
And that's just the cats!
Dogs adopted:
Gordon
Gilligan
Swee'pea
Olive
Bluto
Rocky
Sugah Daisy
All 8 Sugah Daisy puppies
Penelope
Garth
Brooks
Coco
Benji
On the family side:
- Oct 08 - Kaitlyn's first Halloween - She was a lady bug
- Nov 08 - Thanksgiving at our house
- Dec 08 - Christmas at mom and dad's and I got Valentino as a Christmas gift!
- Jan 09 - Kaitlyn turned one
- Jan 09 - Brent got off active duty
- Feb 09 - Kaitlyn got her first set of tubes
- April 09 - Chris moves out
- May 09 - Kelly was hired as a permanent employee of CACI
- June 09 - Huge blur mostly due to replacing engine in Mini
- Aug 09 - Kaitlyn's first visit to the Jersey shore
- Sept 09 - Brent and I celebrate 7 years of marriage
- Oct 09 - Kaitlyn's second Halloween - She was a Care Bear
- Oct 09 - Kelly officially won Ladies Class for the Washington Region SCCA
- Nov 09 - Thanksgiving at our house
- Dec 09 - Christmas at Mom and Dad's
- Jan 10 - Kaitlyn's Second birthday
Busy busy year and a half for the Shoups. Now that you're all caught up, hopefully I won't be as remiss with my postings.
Household make up now:
Brent - Dad Extraordinaire
Kelly - A blur
Kaitlyn - no longer a baby, she's in a toddler bed and doing very well!
Mischief - Still queen B, but a little more svelte this time around
Rascal - powerful kitty in a small package
Sunshine - Still diabetic but now she can SEE!
Noelle - Still crazy. Just crazy!
Valentino - T-boogie! 'Nuff said
Patton - Foster dog. Good good sweet boy! Love this guy and hope others do too!
Elijah - Foster kitty. Hope he finds a good home soon.
Neko - Such a huge turnaround. She came to us afraid of humans and now seeks affection!!! She definitely misses her kittens, but has really come out of her shell.
Venus (aka Snoozy) - Visitor from another planet. Kind of her own kitty.
That's it. More when I'm more interesting and less into lists.
Let's play catchup:
Caramel and Zula both got adopted, along with the following kitties:
Conan
Ellen
Tyra
Rachel
Rosie
Jay
Lokelani
Iolani
Kailua
Ipo
Kalani
Venus
Mercury
Milky Way
Polly
Lucy
San
Ichi
Ni
Ferdinand
Isabella
And that's just the cats!
Dogs adopted:
Gordon
Gilligan
Swee'pea
Olive
Bluto
Rocky
Sugah Daisy
All 8 Sugah Daisy puppies
Penelope
Garth
Brooks
Coco
Benji
On the family side:
- Oct 08 - Kaitlyn's first Halloween - She was a lady bug
- Nov 08 - Thanksgiving at our house
- Dec 08 - Christmas at mom and dad's and I got Valentino as a Christmas gift!
- Jan 09 - Kaitlyn turned one
- Jan 09 - Brent got off active duty
- Feb 09 - Kaitlyn got her first set of tubes
- April 09 - Chris moves out
- May 09 - Kelly was hired as a permanent employee of CACI
- June 09 - Huge blur mostly due to replacing engine in Mini
- Aug 09 - Kaitlyn's first visit to the Jersey shore
- Sept 09 - Brent and I celebrate 7 years of marriage
- Oct 09 - Kaitlyn's second Halloween - She was a Care Bear
- Oct 09 - Kelly officially won Ladies Class for the Washington Region SCCA
- Nov 09 - Thanksgiving at our house
- Dec 09 - Christmas at Mom and Dad's
- Jan 10 - Kaitlyn's Second birthday
Busy busy year and a half for the Shoups. Now that you're all caught up, hopefully I won't be as remiss with my postings.
Household make up now:
Brent - Dad Extraordinaire
Kelly - A blur
Kaitlyn - no longer a baby, she's in a toddler bed and doing very well!
Mischief - Still queen B, but a little more svelte this time around
Rascal - powerful kitty in a small package
Sunshine - Still diabetic but now she can SEE!
Noelle - Still crazy. Just crazy!
Valentino - T-boogie! 'Nuff said
Patton - Foster dog. Good good sweet boy! Love this guy and hope others do too!
Elijah - Foster kitty. Hope he finds a good home soon.
Neko - Such a huge turnaround. She came to us afraid of humans and now seeks affection!!! She definitely misses her kittens, but has really come out of her shell.
Venus (aka Snoozy) - Visitor from another planet. Kind of her own kitty.
That's it. More when I'm more interesting and less into lists.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
A TOOF!!!
That's right, you read it correctly! Little Miss Cutelyn (as her dadday calls her) has a TOOF! She's been sort of cranky and hypersensitive lately, so I guess I should have known. Today I yelled for Chris to come see something on tv and she got so upset with me for yelling. I felt so bad. I guess I should have known, but this is my first toof, so how could I have known? I was feeding her sweet potatoes and looked down and saw something white poking just above the gumline. I stuck my finger in her mouth and ran it along the gum line and lo and behold, it's a TOOF! I was dreading this moment, to be honest, when my normally happy child started teething because I was SURE it would mean Ms. Crankpot all the time. NOPE! She's been somewhat cranky, but not as bad as I expected! YEAY KAITLYN!
A HUGE yeay for Gordon! Mr. Man got himself adopted and is apparently adapting WONDERFULLY in his new home. He even slept in the bedroom of his new sister, which thrilled her to no end! Good work, Gordon!
Mom was up last week helping out with Kaitlyn while Ms. Lida and her family were in Disneyworld. It was awesome to have her here. I could work from home and help out with Kaitlyn when necessary (which was hardly ever). I got so much work done and had so much peace of mind....it really took a huge load off my shoulders. I can't wait to have mom up here again.
Chris has officially started his internship with Volkswagen and will be living with us for the next six months. We're in the honeymoon period, but so far so good.
Tomorrow I start physical therapy for my neck and back. They haven't been right since the accident, so hopefully I'll get some relief. I'm sort of bad about doing the home exercises though, so we'll see.
Last, but most certainly not least, Brent was promoted in the Army! He earned Sergeant First Class!!! Yeay honey bunches!! I'm so proud of him for continuing to serve our country and definitely proud of him for getting promoted. He fought long and hard for this promotion and as a result of his actions, others in his specialty can be promoted too! That's my honey!
Okay, that's it for now. More to come when I've had more sleep! ;-)
A HUGE yeay for Gordon! Mr. Man got himself adopted and is apparently adapting WONDERFULLY in his new home. He even slept in the bedroom of his new sister, which thrilled her to no end! Good work, Gordon!
Mom was up last week helping out with Kaitlyn while Ms. Lida and her family were in Disneyworld. It was awesome to have her here. I could work from home and help out with Kaitlyn when necessary (which was hardly ever). I got so much work done and had so much peace of mind....it really took a huge load off my shoulders. I can't wait to have mom up here again.
Chris has officially started his internship with Volkswagen and will be living with us for the next six months. We're in the honeymoon period, but so far so good.
Tomorrow I start physical therapy for my neck and back. They haven't been right since the accident, so hopefully I'll get some relief. I'm sort of bad about doing the home exercises though, so we'll see.
Last, but most certainly not least, Brent was promoted in the Army! He earned Sergeant First Class!!! Yeay honey bunches!! I'm so proud of him for continuing to serve our country and definitely proud of him for getting promoted. He fought long and hard for this promotion and as a result of his actions, others in his specialty can be promoted too! That's my honey!
Okay, that's it for now. More to come when I've had more sleep! ;-)
Friday, June 6, 2008
Where to beginnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn....
Okay, first off, Kaitlyn had her Christening. All went well, beyond some "church giggle" type incidents during mass. It's not my fault the priest told a funny story! And Kaitlyn got hungry in the quietest part of the service, so that was unexpected. Greatgrandma Langley, Grandma and Grandpa, Grandma Connie and Grandpa Ken, Chris and Terri attended the service. We were the only ones dressed up, the rest of the congregation was dressed down. It was hot as BLAZES too! Either way, another notch in the belt of childhood for Kaitlyn.
The next day, we saw her boyfriend Grant at his parents' house. Parties are always fun Chez Harris. We were going to try to take Kaitlyn into the pool, but the temp was 55 degrees. No thanks!
In the household, the animal to human ratio continues to fluctuate. Chocolate and two of her kittens were adopted out. We had one kitten left and she was lonely so we added Zula. Zula and Caramel are still trying to figure out if they like each other, but they are doing very well with the dogs. The beagle boys and I are going to the adoption day this weekend. It would be cool if they got some interest.
Some interesting storms in the area. We lost half of a 12 year old Maple tree in our backyard, along with some siding. This happened on the day of the second HART yard sale, so Brent, Meg Hart and I were frantically trying to get the yard sale stuff back in the garage in tornado like weather. It was awesome....awesomely bad. Meg and I went to the adoption day, soaked to the bone. I told Charlene that if she ever needed proof of my dedication to HART, she need only remember me sopping wet.
All in all, the two yard sales combined raised about $1800+ for HART. Not bad. I'll definitely think long and hard about doing another one. This one drained me. So...much...stuff.
I had an autocross June 1. I didn't do so hot. 5th out of 8. I was pretty distracted the whole day since that was the first time Brent and Kaitlyn came out. Not sure if that had anything to do with it, but I was definitely outdriven that day. Gotta work on not getting skunked again.
Kaitlyn's rolling now. She rolls all over the room, giving her parents and the dogs fits! The dogs are never sure which way she's going to go and her parents are constantly wondering how she wound up where she is in the short amount of time she was on the floor. She's starting to dig the exersaucer more and more, even spinnning herself around ever so slightly to get to her toys. Babies are so much fun!
That's all the news that's fit to print. Until next time.......
The next day, we saw her boyfriend Grant at his parents' house. Parties are always fun Chez Harris. We were going to try to take Kaitlyn into the pool, but the temp was 55 degrees. No thanks!
In the household, the animal to human ratio continues to fluctuate. Chocolate and two of her kittens were adopted out. We had one kitten left and she was lonely so we added Zula. Zula and Caramel are still trying to figure out if they like each other, but they are doing very well with the dogs. The beagle boys and I are going to the adoption day this weekend. It would be cool if they got some interest.
Some interesting storms in the area. We lost half of a 12 year old Maple tree in our backyard, along with some siding. This happened on the day of the second HART yard sale, so Brent, Meg Hart and I were frantically trying to get the yard sale stuff back in the garage in tornado like weather. It was awesome....awesomely bad. Meg and I went to the adoption day, soaked to the bone. I told Charlene that if she ever needed proof of my dedication to HART, she need only remember me sopping wet.
All in all, the two yard sales combined raised about $1800+ for HART. Not bad. I'll definitely think long and hard about doing another one. This one drained me. So...much...stuff.
I had an autocross June 1. I didn't do so hot. 5th out of 8. I was pretty distracted the whole day since that was the first time Brent and Kaitlyn came out. Not sure if that had anything to do with it, but I was definitely outdriven that day. Gotta work on not getting skunked again.
Kaitlyn's rolling now. She rolls all over the room, giving her parents and the dogs fits! The dogs are never sure which way she's going to go and her parents are constantly wondering how she wound up where she is in the short amount of time she was on the floor. She's starting to dig the exersaucer more and more, even spinnning herself around ever so slightly to get to her toys. Babies are so much fun!
That's all the news that's fit to print. Until next time.......
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