I know that it has been a while since my last blog and I left off with potentially bad news. The fact is that until this morning, I didn't know how things were doing with the baby and I didn't want to get redundant about my many worries. The signs that things aren't all what they should be are persisting. . . after more than 2 weeks. So I FINALLY talked a doctor into giving me another ultrasound (gotta love the Army health care system). I went in this morning and there was an 8 week old fetus in there! The gestational age was under by a couple of days, but I was told that it's normal. So yay. Everything is okay for now.

I also took the test for my German driver's license last Friday and I passed. A lot of people don't the first time, but what can I say. . . I am lazy and I had three months to learn the crap. No speckle smarts here. But hey, I can now leave stagnant little Dansenberg to go off and get sick of other places.

I just finished reading the BEST book that I have gotten my paws on in a long time. The Name of the Wind rocked my socks off. If you even have a slight interest in fantasy, you will love it. After reading Patrick Rothfuss' blog (author) I decided that I have a big crush on him and we're going to have chubby hairy babies one day. Sorry Miles. He has pretty brains.

Lea is doing really well. She got sick this past weekend and had the Unbreakable Fever from Hell. But we're past that now and on to bigger and better things. Like throwing fits in the middle of grocery stores. And biting. And kicking. Really though, she is a complete joy as long as she's getting her way. . . which she does as long as her way is my way. The talking has picked up to the point where her wants are not the slightest mystery to me. She'll say them until she screams them. We're actually backtracking and working on being subtle ;). Really though, she is so smart and sweet. She throws the occasional fit but they really aren't too bad. I am so proud of my sticky mcmonster.