
God willing, I think we'll be here for a while.

Venesa and I had a debate this afternoon as to if Naomi was supposed to be rolling over yet. Unfortunately, her tummy time has been stifled by the potential of being trampled by two irreverent siblings and a big white dog; in addition to what mommy suspects to be either reflux and / or stomach discomfort. But funny enough, about an hour after that conversation, bam, Naomi rolled over. Now granted, this particular rollover was induced by an extended pre-nap top-of-the-lungs limbs-flailing cry session. And so what daddy calls a milestone, I'm sure mommy calls a fluke. But I'm thinking, hey, why can't it be both? In any event, it will probably be a while before she does it again... but the timing was humorous, nonetheless.
look at the impossibility of providing Naomi with all the wonderful things that Justin got as the first born (e.g., a fully edited video of the first time he did just about ANYTHING) I simply have to come to grips with the fact that this is what our lives have become: FULL TO THE BRIM. Or should I say overfloweth (can I get an amen?). At this point, life is definitely happening faster than I can write about it. And it's most certainly happening faster than I can make a video clip about it (I'm not even sure if I remember how to use iMovie anymore).