I was sitting down with my feet up for a week. Then Catie and I were horribly, horribly, sick with the Worst Cold Ever for the week after that. But we’re back! (Not 100% better. Just back.) And the Little Schmoopie Pie dodged the cold altogether – holy, holy tamale.
Isn’t he cute?
If you noticed the sudden lack of aliases – I can’t write about the family and keep track of weird made up names; it’s just too distracting! I’m not going to be overly personal about the little ones, so we’re going to forego all that nonsense. And if you noticed the lack of…arr…narrative cohesion in this post…well, horrible cold. Blar.