And awaaaaay we go. AGAIN.

Well, hi! Happy new year! Now I will write using lots of exclamation points so that it looks like I'm totally happy about our mad crazy life!

We've had a quiet weekend, which was nice, considering that the nutsness is about to crank up again. Dad and Kate left last week, bringing our resident-people count back down to four and our resident-dog count back to two (although one of the Dog Park Orphans came over Friday night for a visit, but she's gone now). We had yesterday and today to get the house back in order - which we did, more or less - and pack for our trip to Philadelphia tomorrow. It's now 3:18, and I can't make myself pack my own stuff. The baby I got, Rob I got, but me? I'm a'gonna have to go naked. They'll LOVE that.

I'm pretty nervous about this particular trip, and I will be first to admit that I'm being a dork, but I can't help it. The baby will be passed around like a plate of cookies to approximately eight thousand relatives, neighbors, and the mailman, none of whom will have de-cootied their hands and all of whom will immediately try to feed her cookies and a cheese steak. I'm being a total spaz, I know, but it's weird, the first "visit with the enormous family" thing. However, the sun shines at the end, because we get to stop by Baltimore and see our friends (and if you are in fact a friend in Baltimore and I haven't talked to you about a visit, please email me! I didn't forget, I've just had very important things to worry about. Like the entire population of Philadelphia.)

Anyway, moving on. Norah had two big milestones last week, which I know you were itching to hear about... First, she visited the pediatrician, who declared her fabulous yet again, and measured her up at 27 inches and 17 pounds. Second, we picked up the first set of professional photos from Lisa, our photographer, and OH BOY they're cute. She's got some skills, this chick. Check them out, iff'n you want, in our Flickr set.

And now, I have to quit slacking and pack. Seriously. For serious. And I am totally not going to watch Seabiscuit, even though it somehow found its way into the DVD player, and is now spinning merrily through the top menu...

Oh, hell.

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