Hi, Internet! I was missing on you so I decided to check in real quick. Since you're oh-so-loving, Internet, I know you're dying to know how Nell is...Well, she's awesome, thank you very much. She's awesome, adorable, and hilarious. I think she's gonna be a stand-up comedian. Of course, her career won't really take off until she can actually stand up, but when that happens, look out Dane Cook with your spiky hair and your tight t-shirt and your joker's smile. There's some new competish in the neighborhood and her name is NellyButtMcGillicutty. (That's what I'm calling her at the moment...not quite sure why, but Bill hates it and I love it. And we know who's in charge...) She's a trip. She has a million and one facial expressions. Maybe a million and two. And she transitions from one to another effortlessly, like a screensaver slideshow. She can take it from totally irked to hysterically laughing to "should I maybe go to the bathroom?" to intrigued to sassy to confused to "I do need to go to the bathroom" to frowny to smiley to "I just did go to the bathroom" to kinda cranky to totally indifferent to giggly to yawny to screamy to sleepy...all in about 11 seconds. Obviously, I'm exaggerating here, but if she never talks, she'll be just fine. She's got such a great little face...it says all she needs to say...and usually what she needs to say is really funny. (And like the great Springfieldian philosopher Homer Simpson said to his little girl when they were waiting for her first words: "The sooner you talk, the sooner you talk back. I hope you never say a word." I do hope Nell talks, but I'm just saying. Between Homer's point and the fact that Nell's little mug is so expressive, I'm not too worried about when.)

She's a blast to be with. I love her like all get out. We all do. The Houses have been very smiley these days. Everyone's been really great. We're settling back in a little bit, but I'm still allowed to be riding the high for a little bit longer. I've been doing a few Weber things here and there. Paperwork, mostly. Even though Bill's always saying "proper paperwork is the corner stone of a successful business", I do hate me some paperwork. Paperwork's pretty high up on my nemesis list. (So are hacky-sacks and diarrhea, but now I'm just rambling. I should post my nemesis list one day. It's been in the works for a long time and is always changing. Diarrhea's been on there for a long, long time, though.) But obviously, there's a lot of Nell work to be done, so I haven't dove totally back into normal life yet. Nowhere near, actually. Feeding, changing, nap...feeding, changing, nap...feeding, changing, nap. It kinda never stops. It's amazing how you end up cramming most of what used to be your life into the little gaps of time between feeding, changing, napping, and feeding again. I made 11 phone calls in 26 minutes the other day. Not work stuff. Just calls I needed to make. But I flew through them like a lunatic. I had to. She was gonna wake up soon. Two weeks ago, it would have taken me two weeks to make those phone calls. Now, 26 minutes. I mean, it makes you think how much time you waste when you have time to waste, but it also makes you think: "Man! This little person is DE-MAN-DING!" I'm just funnin'. I love being her "go-to". Her "contact". Her "point person". I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Before I go, I'm SO sorry I haven't been able to get some pictures up. I'm really gonna work on that this week. Ben said he'd help me again, but he always says that so I might see what Teenie can do. I have two REALLY good ones of Nell that I want you guys to see. I'm not putting any ones with me in them because, even though it was a "quick" delivery, I look pretty darn sloppy and I'm not quite sure I'm ready for the world to see me that way just yet. But, I'm working on those pictures. I think you're really gonna like them. There's the two Bill put in a frame and took to work. (Well, Barb put them in a frame. Bill's never put anything in a frame, come to think of it.) But they're great. You're gonna love them.