Ambidextrous?

Very, very busy.

But life is very, very good.

New stuff:

One

Loves to stand up every chance she gets.

Two

Difficult to tell yet whether she'll be a true lefty or not. Becca and I are crossing our fingers, just hoping we have a southpaw on our hands. When I say we,

I mean…me.

Apparently Magsley's buddy Dylan, senior by over a year, is showing signs of favoritism with the left hand. I'm just hoping his southpaw tendencies will influence her. We can all hope. And pray

Three

I have been trying my whole life to be a lefty. I secretly wanted to break my right arm when I was younger, like Bob Cousy, so I would be forced to use only my left. Unfortunately I was a little too cowardly to ever break it intentionally, and (also unfortunately) I never had it happen by accident either. So here I am, pretty much a southpaw in a rightie's body.

IV.

As of last week, Magdelana has figured out how to jam her fist into her mouth. Answer to everybody's question:

Both fists.

Which means she's probably ambidextrous.

I knew it.