Sadly, there's a serious lack of things to catch you up on. I'll give it my best:
Camille is the smiliest baby ever to exist. I love it. But she's also turned into a champion barfer. Ew.
Warren is starting to really warm up to her and likes to help give her baths and "play" with her. He is so stinkin smart and funny. He loves to sing.
Taylor's been playing Mr. Mom because I have some wicked cold that has lasted far too long. Bless you, husband.
I had a birthday (#26...well 27 if you count the day I was born) and had a lot of nice friends call and bring treats and presents. Thanks everyone. Too bad I was sick. And too bad I'm a lame friend and never remember anyone's birthday. I'm going to work on that.
Enjoy the pictures, mom. Stop harassing me.