The best mohawk
Jed loves his ducy
Here are some pretty cute videos of our boy, if I do say so myself.
On a completely different note, tonight we were multi-tasking. I was doing some packing and wiping down all the shelves in the pantry and garage and helping Dave put new struts on the front of our truck. I say helping but mostly I was holding things and saying "Are you okay?" when a noise sounded unfortunate. I didn't throw any bolts in the air or lose them or swear or anything! So, that was good. Anyway, Dave got the new strut all fixed up with the old spring (I don't know too many details so I'll not go into them) and was trying to attach the whole thing back to the truck. I got to help him pound the bolt that connected the axel to the strut. It was so hard to get the two holes lined up. We kept lifting the strut so its hole would line up with the axel's hole and it would slip. My job was to pound the bolt as Dave lifted, and when it finally slipped through, we both gave a shout of triumph. Seriously, the only other time I have been that excited about shoving something through a small space was when Jed was born. It was great! And--lucky us!--there's the other side to do tomorrow night.
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