Owen spent his first night alone in his room last night. I think he did OK but I need to check with Jennifer. Our room looks enormous now without the rocker and crib in it.

Bean just figured out what "what are you doing?" means. She ran around for about 15 minutes yesterday while I was moving the crib shouting "Daggaa! What Doing Dagga! Mamma! What Doing Mamma! Oweeen! What Doing Oweeen!" It was ridiculously cute.

On a scarier note, I killed a giant spider last night! It was at least three pounds. I'm lucky I didn't lose a leg. Good thing I was wearing +3 slippers of spider kick assedness!

on another note my brother found this picture of my Dad. He's 35 in the picture the same age as I am now. It's scary how much I look like him. But what is really strange is that just like him I too hate monkeys!