Yeah, I was looking over my last couple posts, and noticed how the titles started with "My...". I thought, "geez, this guy's a little too self-involved," but then I thought, "Hey, wait a minute, this is my brain on file here, of course it's all about me!" (At this point I'm mimicking Emperor Kuzco when he unveils 'Kuzcotopia' and states, "I'm so happy!")
I just don't have much to say right now. I don't want to just go on repeating what I've already posted, but that's what keeps coming to mind, "We're all gonna die, and it's our own damn fault." Or...to spare the innocents who read this blog, I could give you a scripture reference to look up: http://scriptures.lds.org/en/mosiah/29/25-27#25
That's about it...keep on truckin.
Oh, and my little girl is going to be walking any day now. She stood up all by herself for the first time (that is...she took her hand off of the couch for a few seconds...). We really need to exploit this little cutie! Any model agencies read this blog? =)
3 comments:
Hey honkey! Post some pics of girlfriend walking!
xoxo
Congratulations on the little-one taking her hand off of the couch. This is a rare moment when you can actually say she's taken her hand OFF of something. She'll spend the next 2 years now putting her hands on anything she can get them on. You'll be cursing it when she's running down the hallway with your tootbrush.
Too true, my friend. I've notice that in the past couple of days while I've been trying to get homework done. If she could talk, I know she'd be talking non stop, "What's this, Daddy? What's that, Daddy? Huh? Huh? Mine!"
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