"Aint' no sunshine when she's gone...."

This is my 13th "Katy-free" day. I feel starved for her. I had a dream last night that Peter asked President Bush to kick some Texas butt and get me released back to my Katy.

That being said, everything else is going great. Allen is growing like a weed and I can't wait to see how much weight he's added. He looks less and less like a newborn, too. He'll be over two weeks old before any of my family sees him, including his big sister.

And no, I still haven't heard anything about when we can travel. :o(