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Only fitting to start this post by saying MU won, KU lost.  Sounds about right.  Since the last post, we've hit a nice little stride with our routine.  Carsen is getting more comfortable with sleeping in the crib and doesn't have to be constantly moving either in the rocking chair or swing.  He's got a nice schedule of eating every three hours and then making large quantities of the most vile juicy baby poops that have ever leaked out of a baby backside.  Keeley has to strap herself up to the old dairy farm to make all of this magic happen. 

Truman has taken to inspecting every little cry and still hasn't made an official judgement on Carsen yet, but they seem to be getting along ok.  

We're about to take a trip over to Rusty and Caseys house to get a little fresh air, so I'm going to wrap this up.  See you tomorrow during the Chiefs game.