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Nothing witty to say, just a general update

What are the Rees' up to these days, you may be asking yourself. Well, it is a good thing you checked our blog because here is a post to satisfy your inquiring mind. Chris is still in school and enjoying his classes, though he probably does more extra-curricular activities than he does school work. He is also interviewing for real, grown-up jobs, the kind that give you an annual salary and health insurance. He is dedicated to convincing these companies that he is more than an econ nerd, but instead the next charismatic leader that will change their company's future. He was good enough to convince me that he was a charming enough young man to stake the next eternity on, so I'm sure that one company will find him convincing as well. Davin is moving onward on his journey to tackle the potty. We have successes and failures, but more successes than failures, so we keep moving forward. He loves nursery these days (thanks to some great nursery leaders), watching football with his dad, and doing anything else that involves a ball. We could spend hours at the local sport store's putting green where Davin likes to test out the latest putters. He put his skills to the test yesterday when we took him miniature golfing. As for myself and baby #2, we are developing a close bond but we are starting to compete a little for space. I think we are nearing the time when he needs to move out and into the world. ;) We are on the count-down to our c-section date (it is still a few weeks away, but I can't help but count). However, I am also realizing that we are really going to have a baby around the house and I'm not sure I remember what to do with one. Apparently Davin survived, so I'm sure this one will too.

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mandy carroll said…
Hey Katie! This is so cute- I love reading your blog- you are such a good writter! Glad you guys are doing well! I can't believe you are weeks away- that is so exciting! I can't wait to meet the little guy! Good luck with the last stretch of your pregnancy, good luck to Chris with the job hunting and good luck to Davin with the potty!!
mandy carroll said…
forgive my terrible spelling...

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