Goodbye to an Old Friend

When Chris and I were first married in 2006, we bought a two-pack of tinfoil from Sam's Club. Each roll contained 250 feet. For comparison sake, that 70% of a football field. We have regularly used that first roll of tinfoil in the two years we've been married.

Tonight, I pulled out the tinfoil to cover my cookie sheet before making tostadas. I was shocked and dismayed to discover only six inches remaining. That one box of tinfoil lasted us approximately 2 years, 2 months, and 17 days. (I say approximately because I am fairly certain we didn't buy it on our wedding day.)

Farewell, tinfoil.

On to bigger and better news. Jane had her cast removed today. Hooray! For those of you who don't know, Jane broke her left leg two days before Halloween by falling off of our bed. She started with a large orange cast that went all the way up her leg.



After three weeks, that was swapped out for a shorter green cast.



Today, before we went to the doctor, my entire fifth grade class signed the cast. They quite enjoyed that, and Jane remained surprisingly calm through the process.

As a celebration of no more cast, Jane had her first real bath in six weeks. Hooray! Clean baby!



And here's one more picture just because I think Jane is cute...



And thus we join the blogging world, cast and tinfoil-free.