These past few weeks have been flying by for a couple of reasons:
1.
Spencer has started to walk. The night of Spencer's birthday a month ago he took his first steps. Since that time it has evolved to a pseudo-run, mixed with various claw/attack moves, and something he calls the "run-jump-land-on-my-butt-with-a-messy-diaper-so-that-poop-flys-up-my-back".
2.
House shopping. Kiana has been out quite a few times a week with
Uncle Ken looking for a new house. She still hasn't found anything yet that she likes that is still in our price range. She has been surprised, though, at the number of houses out there that are both bank owned and look like they came out of a "Larry the Cable Guy" movie. We're still looking and hope to find something before Obama's stimulus works, and house prices shoot up again...that was a joke...I think we all have a pretty good idea what a $13/week tax credit is going to do to house prices (unless of course you live in Detroit).
Then again we could be running out of time because Kiana is pregnant and tiring faster and Patrick is, well...Patrick, and he's not going to do anything extra to help out. We find out the gender on Wednesday, we're pretty excited. Kiana thinks it's a boy, Patrick is not calling his shot, and Spencer is pretty sure that it is either a punching bag or a tackling-dummy.