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I had a good time at the hafla last night. Although I could feel myself shaking throughout the first dance I did, Megan and Kim both said I looked cool as a cucumber. As an added bonus, I only stuck my foot in my mouth twice (that I can recall anyway), and that's pretty good; usually I'm way worse in social situations. There are pictures, and even a video, but I'm not sure if they'll ever see the light of day, although you never know. Speaking of cucumbers, those are all I'll be eating for a while. After spending yesterday evening prancing around in a half shirt, there's no denying I'm carrying around some extra baggage in the mid-section that needs to be lost, pronto. Or at least by the next hafla, whenever that is.

Meanwhile, Henry woke up in a mood today. I think the excitement of the weekend finally caught up with him. Dave and I tag-teamed playing with him all the way up until naptime, which got bumped up a bit after a melt-down over washing his hands. Once I tucked him in, he actually seemed relieved to be back in bed, not that he would ever in a million years admit it. Now if only someone would march me upstairs and tuck me into bed.