Has it really been SIX months?

I'm in complete shock around here these days. SOOO much has happened in the past month that I haven't even had a chance to appreciate the fact that Haley hit the magical age of 6 months. Ah, 6 months' old. The amount of time it takes most babies to start becoming just a teensy-tiny bit easier.

In the past week, that seems to have become true. Haley is sleeping better. She sits up completely on her own now. She is doing the infamous "army crawl" to steal her sister's toys. The two of them even play "Eek-A-Boo" (as Shelby says) together while I sip a vodka drink update their baby books.

So, why was March so traumatic, you ask? Three numbers--9-1-1. Yep, we had to dial that fun phone number to report our truck had been stolen. Here it was on the happiest day of Bryon's life: (if you don't count those wedding and birthing things...)

After I sipped a few vodka drinks got my senses together, I realized this was not as big of a deal as one would think. The police said this happens even in the best neighborhoods and was just a passing group of car thieves. Luckily, it looks like our trusty insurance company is going to take care of things. The silver lining is that I should be driving a new car sooner than I had expected. Yea! Just keep your fingers crossed that our insurance company won't double our rates...