talking, standing, and eating fists

It is a dreary, rainy day. I have a baby laying in my lap chatting away. We called Papa, Uncle Daniel and Aunt Heidi and left messages because Little Bubs had something BIG to say.

Do I want to think about making dinner? Not really. So blogging seemed like a good thing to consume my time.

I added a bunch of video, mostly for the the family, because, well, I know that I get a little obsessive with taking video and not everyone wants a day to day account of my growing boy.