I'm a terrible blogger. I knew I would be, but I have even exceeded my own low expectations. Is it possible to exceed in a negative manner?
Murph is walking now. Just up and started running around. We were so proud. Nearly as proud as the first time he said pneumonoultrascopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. (thirdworst, that is for you and the trauma an english teacher once put my sorry non spelling self through. I still don't think I spelled it correctly!)
Ok. I lied. He isn't walking quite yet. But it was my way of making some of you slackers feel bad! =)
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Man, I was about to be really impressed. Just occurred to me that MAYBE I'll get to meet him at Christmas... will you guys be "there" Christmas Eve? Not that I expect to be invited or anything, but my feelings would be terribly hurt if I wasn't. No pressure.
Oh, and, by the way... that teacher may have traumatized you. But at least if you're ever called upon to assign the proper diagnosis to a coal miner, you'll be in good form.
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