The scale.  Me and this scale are very familiar with each other and the weight of pee and poop now.

Dry erase wall.  We’re BFF too.  And the wee Kelleys have found quite the entertainment with her as well.

Magazines.  A mental break.  Thank you Emily.

The sweetest globe ever.  A forever keeper.

Hospital crib and the cutest baby in the world.  Yes, the world.

Amon’s door and all his sweet pictures from his siblings and cousins.

Chocolate milk.  On ice.  The good ice.  Like Sonic ice.  Breakfast of champions.

Sugar babies.  I haven’t eaten these in years upon years, but put me in the hospital for 10 days and apparently I’ll eat three boxes.

Pop-tarts.  Again, haven’t eaten these in years upon years.  Tried them one morning.  Didn’t try them again.  Not what I remembered as a kid.

My bags.  Crazy messy and ever changing positions and contents.

Cable TV.  We don’t have cable at home, so I have been so amazed at what all there is to watch.  It’s actually really nice to get lost in a crazy show sometimes.

And a tubeless baby.  Amon had his last two stomach tubes pulled this morning, which is awesome.  But now he is having some complications, so we would really appreciate your continued prayers.

Happy Sunday!