Mr. Reader, Vice President blogger, members of the community, distinguished citizens and fellow citizens, every year, by law of my time and by custom (or at least starting now), we meet here to consider the state of our little union. This year, our inaugural year, we gather here at BillUnger.Com with great expectations. Expectations for updates on Will; expectations for insightful commentary on everyday life; and finally, expectations for a bit of humor to even things out.
Let us first visit Will and his status heretofore therein. Little William had his 2 month doctor appointment last Thursday (technically he was 8 weeks and 5 days old then, but he looks young for his age) and he is doing great. His weight is up to 12lbs 4 ounces, which is nearly a 4 pound increase since his 1 month appointment! And… he has grown 2 full inches to skyscraping height of 23.5 inches! He is not yet ducking to get through the doorway, but we did have to raise his mobile a link. On the not-so-fun side of things, Will took 2 shots to each leg for immunizations, cried for a couple of minutes, then immediately changed over to giggles and cooing as a Disney poster on the wall caught his eye. Such a trooper! He is also cooing and carrying on a bit, as the following video clip demonstrates:
The clip reminds me of how much I enjoyed Mister Roger’s growing up. Luckily, Fred is available on DVD so Will can enjoy him as well. Because if you stop and think about it, it IS such a good feeling to know your alive and such a happy feeling you’re growing inside and you should make everyday a snappy day! [insert 5 point bonus here for insightful commentary on everyday life]
In addition to Will doing quite well, Jess and I are also rolling right along. We are both adjusting to our new lack of routines, lack of time to catch up on all of the other things that need to be done, and lack of sleep. Actually, it’s not so much a matter of adjustment; it is more a state of acceptance and just getting used to it. And neither of us would trade a second of it for anything (though the time Will blasted some poo on Jess’ finger did have her contemplating grass-is-always-greener scenarios) [subjective point insertion: 2 for humor]
So all in all my friends and family, the Unger family is doing all-righty. Summer is just around the corner, fly fishing season on the storied waters of northern Michigan begins in less than 2 weeks, and Desperate Housewives has had new episodes for the past couple of weeks! Life is good. So….
…let’s make the most of this beautiful day.
Since we’re together we might as well say:
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Won’t you be my neighbor?
