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I keep telling Will that he should follow the blog but he says "I follow you around all day, why do you want me to 'follow' you on there?" I try to explain that when someone 'follows' the blog I just like to assume that they're checking it every couple of hours and that makes me feel good about myself. He doesn't get it.

Funny Stuffs...

The other day Will and I were headed out of the apartment to do our duty and clean the church when we saw some kids trying to get their ball out of the tree. Brave ol' Will came to the rescue and threw his shoe at it but not only did he not get the ball down, he also got his shoe stuck. It was just funny to see him walk up all confident like he was going to help these poor kids but they all started laughing at him as he faced the prospect of limping away with only one shoe. One little korean kid even said "Maybe we should call the fire truck". Well, the happy ending of the story is that Will got his shoe back and we didn't have to call the fire truck to get the ball down. Will was a modern day hero.

The baby has been going crazy (and making me crazy, of course) and has started doing cartwheels in my tummy. Will has started feeling him which is fun. Baby and Daddy.
Another thing I just have to add is the baby has good taste in women...Everytime I watch America's Next Top Model (yes, I'm pretty obsessed) or the Tyra Show he goes wild. Tyra Banks, we love you.

Gratefully, the baby seems to be growing well, despite the fact that I don't feel like I eat enough. And even though the more we work in the nursery the more scared we get to have a baby, Will and I are happy.