1 lb., 6 oz.

We arrived back from our Thanksgiving festivities last night. Sam is now a seasoned air traveller, now having 9 flights under his belt in his 18 month life. As usual he was great. The wheel on our stroller was bent on the flight though and it turns out it's going to be a lot more of an ordeal than we thought to fix it. We'll probably end up needing a new stroller entirely, and I can't begin to tell you how annoying that is.

I think this is the longest I have gone without posting (or commenting) since starting this blog 9 months ago. I felt very mindless during our break and visit to my parents' house. I couldn't seem to do anything that required thought other than play Mah Jhong on the computer and Scrabble and poker with my family. Hubby and I also got to go out to dinner twice and we saw 2 movies: Casino Royale and The Fountain. Still trying to figure out the latter - again, too much thought required, but not due to any fault of mine.

Does it seem like this post is sort of pointless? I know. I think so too. I think it's because all I really have to post about today is Sam's poo this morning, but I really feel I should spare you all the details since the scenario resulted in me throwing up. Let's just say that Sam gave birth to a baby poo this morning after a very painful labor...and I was his midwife.