Yet another update...

Seriously. Some guy just won a million bucks at the Canucks game for shooting pucks into an empty net from the far blue line. Holy moly.

Right, reality check. How are things? Look at this--two posts in the course of a week. And I'm feeling pretty good about it, too. Of course, I'm on the computer tonight because it's Wednesday, which means that both American Idol and America's Next Top Model are on. Usually I'm out of the house on Wednesday night at worship team rehearsal, and now I know why I'm glad I'm not here. Anyway, I do have an update on the pregnancy, and I figure I could put some pictures of the boy and such up, too. Here goes....

We got the test results back from the triple screen blood test we did last week--everything's totally normal. No chromosomal irregularities (10 syllables in two words there--that's how it's done, kids) so we're feeling pretty good about that. Wife still has to go in for a more detailed ultrasound because they need to make sure the bowel is normal. That happens in the middle of March--we're feeling pretty positive about it, though. Of course, there will continue to be close monitoring and probably another ultrasound in the third trimester, but we're okay with that.

Oh wait, my favourite commercial just came on....

...it's the one where four guys are riding in a cab, and they come across a street hockey game. From the back, one of them yells, "Hockey", and they all get out, pick up the cab, walk it past the hockey game, and put it back on the road. Speaking as a guy who's moved his fair share of nets for cars over the course of his childhood, that's a pretty wicked-awesome commercial.

Dang it, there's a whole lot of girly shrieking in this fargin' America's Next Top Model (ANTM from now on). Seriously, these chicks shriek about everything. Okay girls, we're going to New York City! [Shriek] Okay girls, it's time for a tour of New York City! [shriek] Okay girls, you're going to your new home! [shriek] Okay girls, time to eat lunch and then throw it all up afterwards to maintain your model's figure! [shriek] But my favourite part of this show is the catty, girly fighting that goes on. It's sounds a whole lot like complaining to the playground monitors in elementary school. I'm not sure why this show is so popular, but I'm not a girl. My wife still can't figure out why I'd actually sit down and watch 10 hours of coverage of the NHL trade deadline. Different strokes for different genders, I suppose.

Anyway. As I mentioned last time, we've recently moved house. It was a little bittersweet leaving. Three years in that place. It was the first place we actually owned; it was the house the boy was born in; it was the house I cut my renovation teeth in (with a lot of help from our dads). A good place in a good neighbourhood, which is probably why it sold within five days of going on the market. And we made $110000 in three years. Ridiculous, really, but when you consider what we had to pay to get into a detached home, it's even more so. No, I won't say the number on here, mostly because I don't want those of you reading in different parts of the world to choke on whatever you're eating right now.

Like I said, I cut my renovation teeth in that house, including painting almost every wall (we never did the office), and installing a laminate floor. But I did have another renovation partner in my wife, who's actually the artistic one in the group. She had a moment of inspiration one day and came up with doing this on our bedroom wall...

...pretty nifty, really. And we drove by the other day and the new people haven't painted over it. Yet. Here's hoping they won't bother. Not that we have any say in it at all, but it's just that, well, it's irrational really. Just don't paint over it.

As I mentioned last post, there was a 2nd birthday not so long ago. Here's the proof...

The boy is as cute as ever, as you can probably imagine. He got this helmet for Christmas this year...

...and quickly upgraded to the next level of safety equipment...

Another of his favourite places to hang out is in the dog's bed, which of course drives the dog crazy, which is the point of it all...

...and yes, that is the new floor I installed the new people are enjoying. But our new house has nicer floors, and I didn't have to install them.

Two more before I say good night. It's amazing how fast this kid has grown up...

...practically a teenager now. And it's also interesting how given certain conditions, he bears a striking resemblance to a certain member of the family who also used to wear plaid shirts and ball caps--and who's probably watching his great-grandson from heaven, beaming with pride...

See you soon.