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I had a birthday.  I turned 32.  It sort of sounds old.  But I don't feel old...so I must not be. 

Do you think three birthdays in one month is enough?  Yeah, I think so.  Maybe next time we'll shoot for an October birthday so Abe doesn't feel left out. 

I had a good birthday celebration.  We celebrated with Abe's family two weekends ago.  We had a joint party for Mira, myself, Abe's mom, and Abe's aunt. It was quite a party!  I got some cute clothes and money with which I purchased myself some more clothes.  Unfortunately I can't wear them yet.  Something about still fitting only in maternity jeans and having a pouchy tummy.  Yeah, babies will do that for you.  But they're so cute and cuddly, they are easily forgiven.

We had a birthday celebration tonight with my family.  My mom and I (along with Mira and Isaiah) went birthday shopping today.  I bought jeans.  Which don't fit.  It's only slightly torturous to purchase clothes for yourself that you are waiting to shrink into.  Hopefully it happens soon.  We had some delicious cupcakes for dessert.  They were carrot cake, but tasted more like ginger spice.  They were delicious.  I'm talking myself out of having a third.  Remember?  I'm trying to shrink back into my clothes. 

Our dog ran away tonight.  It's the third time in a month that she has decided roaming the streets is the place for her.  The last two times she came back.  So far tonight she hasn't come back.  We'll see how this pans out...

I have more pictures to post, but every time I try to upload them our internet goes out.  Something about the fact that we need a new router.  I decided an update without pics is better than no update at all...even though pics are so much cuter than words. 

Isaiah is still an awesome baby and we adore him!!  Mira adores him too and gets a liiiiitle too excited about squeezing him as hard as she possibly can.  Two mornings ago she found me getting ready in our bathroom.  She asked where Isaiah was, with a look on her face that said, "He better still be here, or else...".  I told her he was in our room in his bouncer.  She bounded over to him, leaned over, and said, "hi brother".  It was adorable.  Especially since "brother" sounds more like "bro-er".  "Hi bro-er".  Cute. 

The only issue we ever have is that as soon as I sit down to feed him, she runs over and asks for help.  Which really means "come stand by me and watch me play".  Which is quite hard to do while also nursing a newborn.  I'm just saying. 

Pics to hopefully follow soon...