Today Emily is ten weeks old. To celebrate, we played with Glo- worm, went on a nice long walk to visit Daddy at work, then came home and danced. I wish I had pictures of her giggling and smiling and waving her fat little arms in the air as I shook my booty to "Slow Ride". She loves music already. Cool music too, like my hippie rock and Irish punk and Ed's ska and punk rock.
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How are you all?
I know, I'm way lame.
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I am pretty pissed that she didn't act more understanding. I mean, I've heard of women that blame anyone but their husband when something like that come up... but I just can't understand that. If my guy fucks up, I'm not going to defend him if there's fucking proof, ya know?