Sunday, March 9, 2008

Tempus Fugit

Until the wee man is a Year. Holy Smoke. Where does it go? Naps and bottles and changing diapers and pick them up and brushing them off and making face and weird noises to keep them entertained...

Such is life.

Big changes in the HumanTeam.

The Mrs. Got a new gig with a non profit. Mr HT got a combat field promotion..

Music class on Friday with Little ms A. which was good time. Wee man likes to make noise.

It boggles the mind on how far we have come and how far we have to go..

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