Update from Chris

If y'all have been like me, you have checked this blog faithfully, waiting for the next update from Amy and been deeply saddened by her absence. Never fear she is still here and is as clever and witty as before. Parenthood is exhausting. We are both so tired of tending to our charges and there are two of us. Bravo to those who have gone it alone.

Margaret is doing very well. We are still trying to get her on a somewhat normal cycle, she likes to eat a bunch one day and stay up all day and the next she doesn't want as much and prefers to sleep. I had the pleasure of attention for quite some time at 2:40AM. She ate like a champ and then wanted to stay up with her Dad. I am so grateful for Amy taking her from me so I could sleep a little more.

Jack is squirrelling away any knick-knacks he can find so that he can build a robot. I noticed Thatcher only had one nut holding on his front wheel and Jack told me he took it off to use on his robot. He is waiting for me to help him build it so it will fly and change into a ship. He believes I can do anything.

Thatcher is growing up faster. He took his training wheels off, jumped on his bike, and hasn't looked back. He didn't need any help. I have already busted him for riding down the street when he wasn't supposed to. He makes me smile so much because of how much he loves his sister. He is always staring and smiling at her and touching her head and face. He has run around with the "Groucho" face for the past week. Outside. Bathtub. In bed while he is sleeping. When he whips out the cigar, I will draw the line.

Thanks for your attention . . . and now the hijack of the blog is done.