Today moved rock with Bean, making a rock path in his front yard. We went and collected limestone from the road cuts, loaded them into the truck... man I am sore. Time to work off that Christmas fat. It wouldn't bother me much other than if it keeps going then I have to buy new pants, and I like the pants I have now.
Noah was sitting on the computer chair and refused to get off, so now he is sitting in my lap and nibbling on my hands, making it difficult to type. He gained wait in Idaho as usual, he is thicker than ever. Looks like we both have that fat to work off.
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