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I got a facebook site last week. I don't know if I should announce this because I actually don't like that I have a site and the pressure that comes with it concerning Facebook "friends". I also don't like that there's another thing on the internet that takes up my time. I haven't posted here in days and days and days and this is what I actually enjoy. But somehow Facebook has sucked me in and I really, really don't like that. The hard thing is that there are people I've talked with in the last couple days that I haven't seen in years and well, that's good.

My life right now is really odd. Madeleine and Phil are in Beijing. They left Monday and will be back tomorrow, Thursday, evening. Being home with a newborn is just incrediably dull. The good thing about it is that I can blog, excersice, watch Seinfield, go for long walks with Lilian, sleep past 6am and pretty much do anything I want as long as it involves toting around a 3 month old. Which, surprisingly, means I can do a lot. But it's very odd to be in a house this quiet all day. Lilian's not much for crying or chatting so it is quiet. It reminds me of why I hated being a stay at home mom when Maddie was born.

So, I'm looking forward to them getting home but not so excited about getting up at 6am Friday morning.

Phil's parents have been in China for almost 3 weeks now. They were here with us for a little over 2 weeks and now they are in Beijing with Maddie and Phil. They fly back to OH tomorrow.

We hadn't seen them since September 1st of 2006. Madeleine was 9 months old. It was so incrediably good to have them here. And therefore, very hard to see them go. When I married Phil I didn't really understand much of anything and I definitely didn't understand how precious it was going to be to have loving, supportive, fun, Godly in-laws. It is a blessing among many that have come with marrying Phil Steiner.

I was looking through old pictures of Madeleine this afternoon. I had forgotten how super cute she was as a baby. I asked my dad today if he thought she would get less cute as she got older. He thought that was an odd question but I sometimes wonder how she can possibly get any cuter and then she does. There are times when I am actually surprised by how beautiful she is. The really wonderful thing is that her heart is so beautiful, too. She's tender and sweet to Lilian, concerned and caring about her friends and quick to give a hug if she thinks I'm blue.

And how can I go on without mentioning Lilian? She has these bright blue eyes that light up when you talk to her and little fingers that love to hold big fingers. She is possibly the sweetest newborn I have ever held and intelligent to boot.

I know I'm in love but I'm not biased. This is all based on the facts that are before my face every single day.

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