And then there was a thud (part one) 03/May/2006

She climbs out of her crib now. No, scratch that, she climbs over the rail and falls to her death on the carpet now (as Anne said, “At least it’s carpet, eh?”) So, naturally, being the first time parents that we are, Mr. Flinger runs to the storage unit to pick up the toddler bed I bought for ten bucks last summer.  I clean off the cobwebs, promise myself I’ll sand and paint it next weekend, and set it out to dry. While I’m... Read more

I’m doing it again. I pick up chicks. 01/May/2006

Remember last year when I met Rebekah? Now she’s a great friend of mine and we run together and she watches my daughter twice a week. I guess being forward, at times, can pay off.

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