Spawn turned 2 recently, so for the family party we took her back to the animal farm where she first discovered turkeys. This time, she got to bottle-feed week-old lambs:
Brutus meanwhile discovered the overpowering joys of cupcakes:
Who needs hands, eh?
Meanwhile, on a whim, the other day I decided to test how many push-ups I can do. To make it challenging, I tried the proper form, not the on-the-knees form for girls, which is oh so much easier.
Ready for the answer?
One.
That's right. ONE proper-form push-up had my arms shaking and me unable to do any more. Guess it goes to show that computing, no matter how fast I type, does very little for upper body strength. Whodathunkit?
So today, I started the hundred push-ups regime. Wish me luck! Maybe by the time I've finished the copyedits, I'll be able to do more than one proper form push-up! 
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Ben Payne [23 June 2008 @ 6:06 pm]
Cute! She looks like you!
Except of course with less of the badass scar thang…
1damselfly [23 June 2008 @ 6:10 pm]
LOL. Yeah, despite the nickname, Spawn is not in the least badass. And I suppose there is a family resemblance happening there – it's the Kalin forehead. There's no stopping it.
2Sir Tessa [23 June 2008 @ 9:02 pm]
When my arms have recovered from moving, I'll see how many pushups I can do….'cause I think I type even more than you. :p
3damselfly [23 June 2008 @ 9:39 pm]
I bet you can still out-pushup me!
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