The Original Pilsner

Hi-ho, this is Kermit THE Frog speaking...oops, sorry about that, I went and channeled my inner Sesame Street again.

Anywho, at Molly's request I'm posting...something. On with the baby news!!

Thanks to the industrious industriousness of Grandpa Watson, the crown moulding is going up. It's incredible to look in this room of our house and see a crib, changing table, fresh paint, etc. and know that in a few months somebody (other than me) will be making use of them. Of course, Feet (that's our nickname for her, on account of her non-stop dancing in the womb) really won't be too interested in the decor, but it's more for us to enjoy anyway.

Furthermore, we've gone to great lengths to keep me away from the miter saw, as my idea of handiwork is "hey, check out what I can cut!" followed by a loud vulgar ripping sound. That, or Becky coming outside and exclaiming "what is that block of Cheddar doing on the saw?"

Ahem.

This is me prior to heading outside to work. Or at least pretend to, while my dad does the lion's share:

Could just be me, but I'm still not convinced the tool belt goes around your neck.

Anywho, as soon as the construction is finished, we will be posting pictures of the (we hope) finished room, so stay tuned!