Becky and Pete were kind enough to watch Finn for me last night so I could run to Walmart. Of course Finn woke up the minute I walked out the door, but they didn't seem to mind. I never realized how much I enjoyed shopping for myself (now I make a list and Jim gets whatever we need) until I wasn't able to. I mean, I just kept walking around the store looking at everything...you never know when I'll be able to make my next trip! I was able to get a few things for baptism, although the Walmart I went to wasn't a Super Center, so I (or probably Jim!) still have to go to the grocery store. Oh, well. I'm going to make a cross cake without a mold for Finn's baptism. My fingers are crossed that it turns out okay. I'll post pictures.
I did pick up some Orajel. They didn't have just "plain" but they had a two pack, one with original and one with night time formula. I thought, why not? Hopefully that will help with Finn's discomfort a little bit. We continue to give him Tylenol as needed, which ends up being about three times a day. Poor guy.
Lauren, my cousin who we adore, came to clean our house today. She is the best. I just love that feeling of knowing your house is 100% clean (I kept telling Austin not to make a mess at lunch...poor guy!) Now we just have to keep it clean until baptism on Sunday...shouldn't be TOO hard since Austin is leaving tomorrow for the weekend and will be at school all day tomorrow, too.
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Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.



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