I'm happy that he's a boy. I love that he's a boy. I love the color scheme I have chosen for his nursery (and everything, really). I love that I get to choose the colors and that I love them. There is nothing that I don't love about having a baby (except the fact that my face seems to think I'm 13 years old again, but I'm not blaming the baby for that).
Guys, he is so cute. I just love him!
I found my sweater--so here's the obligatory picture, taken on Michael's and my 40-month wedding anniversary (happy anniversary to us!):
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