i'm an addict, he's an addict, wouldn'tcha like to be an addict too?

This blog thing is addictive. It's kind of like how I remember email to be, way back when. I would sit in the email lab at UW, typing away to this guy I knew from OSU...but I digress. Really, this is cooler than email, because it looks like you've created something. Artsy photos, witty commentary, cool graphics. When I started our website almost 2 years ago, I was pretty excited about it. But the joy wore off, as I constantly clicked and dragged my posts and photos all over the place. Pain in the ass. But this is so easy! It's candy, baby, and I'm addicted. I mean, I'm online, emailing people anyway, right? So why not just type in this little box, add a couple of photos, and voila! a new blog post. People can come by and look at it if they want. And if they do, they'll surely leave a comment, right? I mean, I've taken the time to write, they've taken the time to read... (Carrie, this whole paragraph? It's for you. It really is that easy!)

If I didn't take so many silly photos of my baby girl, I'd just forgo the shutterfly thing. That takes much longer than this. But alas, we all know I just love to click away, and so you'll still get the monthly shutterfly emails from me, until Kate's one. Which is like next month. Naw, she's only 6 1/2 months, but man did those months fly by. Yesterday, she learned a new trick. I guess she's kind of old for this one, but she's chubsy so she has a hall pass. She was down for her early afternoon nap, talking to herself, like she does when she goes to sleep. But this talking went on and on. And on. And so I put down my paintbrush (I'm still painting the living room - don't ask) and went back to see what was going on. She had flipped herself over onto her stomach and was playing with her toys, drooling all over the place. Babbling away. She turned to smile winningly at me when I walked over to her crib. So after her nap, we had some tummy time and she rolled over, front to back and back to front about 4 more times. I think she finally gets it. She's rolled over by accident a few times, but now I think she knows what she's doing. And that means my life is about to get that much richer, doesn't it parents? Sigh. I used to be able to leave her on the ground, 3 feet away from things that babies shouldn't touch. This morning I did that, and after leaving her there for just a minute she had flipped over and grabbed a wall-hanging I had left near her on the floor. I am painting, did I mention that? All the artwork is on the floor. So, it's time to start cleaning up the living room, putting things away. She'll probably start crawling next week, right?