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Tuesday, May 4, 2010


you would not believe how many tries it took for chet and i to get this decent picture. it was painful.

we measured chet last night (with a tape measure from matts tool box!) and he is 21 inches long. he was 18 inches when he was born. what a lanky boy.

i also weighed him today on our bathroom scale. did the old our weight minus my weight equals chets weight trick. probably not super accurate but we are too cheap to pay for a doctor to weigh him. according to me he is 7.8 lbs.

other news...

- our car is broken. ford will be rebuilding our transmission this week. i don't know a thing about cars, but i know that's bad. thank goodness we still are under warranty.

- our computer is broken. it's in the shop too. but it's not under warranty. bummer.

- (i'm waiting for a third valuable item of ours to break. don't bad things like this come in groups of three? lets hope my leg isn't the third thing.)

- matt made delicious cinnamon buns last night. thank you maralyn for passing your baking skills on to him! he is way better in the kitchen then me. we bought hotdogs the other day. matt was craving them for some odd reason. when we got home i started getting ready to cook them. but matt said i wasn't allowed because i would mess them up. probably true...i am on a pretty bad streak of crappy dinners lately.

- we went to devotional again today. i liked the speaker a lot. his topic was on the journey of life. i won't do his talk justice but the point he made that stuck in my mind was that i need to find joy in my life. that is, afterall, why i am here on earth...to be happy. i need to be happy where i am at. i kinda suck at that. this time last year i couldn't wait to be pregnant. once i was pregnant i couldn't wait to look pregnant. once i looked pregnant i couldn't wait to have my baby. now that chet is here i can't wait till he gets bigger. it seems like i could be missing out on so much if i'm always looking ahead. we might not be living the high life, but i still love it.

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