I'm shorter. - Since having tobo I'm officially 3 inches shorter than I thought I was. Apparently I'm 5'3" not 5'6". I made her measure twice.
Paul has no cavities. - and I have 2. There is no justice in dental hygiene.
Tobo has no teeth. - Apparently our ped was speaking freely when he said Tobo had teeth. My kindly dentist checked him out this morning at Paul's appointment and said, nope those are gum ridges, that's all. This is actually great news, because we don't have to worry about him swallowing them.
I'm down 3lbs. - Though I'm not following any "plan" I am trying to exercise once a day and watch what I eat. I hope to drop down a lot more weight, but it's a start.
The last couple of nights have been one long 2 hour sleep deprivation marathon, so today we are having a lazy day. Though I have much work to do before tuesday, I am just hanging out with Tobo in the sling:
he's also been in the swing, watching the window:
and generally being cute:
Look out Tobo! there's a monkey behind you!
We're signing off to hang out as a family since Paul just got home. Have a good weekend everyone!
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5'3"? Watch out, I'm catching up to you!
--your no-cavities sis-in-law
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