Ainsley G. checkin’ in real quick.  It’s been a long, tough month or so… I’ve been doing my best to get on my feet, but they still aren’t working at 100%, so for now I’m stuck in the same spot since my last post on here.

This weekend, some guy and girl came by to stay with my parents and I.  Dad kept calling him Dan, but mom says his name is Uncle Pete.  My sophisticated deductive reasoning skills helped me determine that the girl is actually his girlfriend, Alicia.  They seem pretty nice.  Uncle Pete repeatedly said “Ainsley, I’m sorry that Matt is your dad.”  I must say, I disagree – I think mom and dad are fantastic and it makes me want to scream with delight (at 4:00AM).

So dad says I’m doing very well.  I assume he is talking about my general health and growth, etc., but in reality his opinion of ‘doing well’ has more to do with gigabytes, spyware, and html code.  Uncle Pete says that dad can always tell whether or not I have a virus.  Alicia laughed, but I don’t get the joke.  Maybe Mandy will explain it to me when I meet her… I heard she is a doctor.

Okay, so good health, normal growth, met my Uncle Pete and his girlfriend Alicia, and we have a virus specialist on staff.  Mom wants to feed me soon, so I need to wrap this up (I usually eat about every 4 hours – I’m up to 7lbs, 10 ounces!).  Next weekend I get to meet Jeannie.  I hope she is good with babies, because I only accept the best of care, and mom and dad sure seem like they could use a rest.  You know they must be tired if they are letting me update the website.

ttfn, LoL!

- Ainsley Grace :-p