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Just wanted to check in with nothing to report. Skylar's molars are coming in and our nights together are increasingly painful. Since we share our space, I have to move to the couch now just to let her cry it out. Today is panning out to be a nothing-special kind of day. My baby is napping, I'm updating you on nothing, I have a hair appointment later this evening with a date to follow. 2 more days until our trip to Monroe. Life is good.