Bangarang you wonderful man.

Sadly sometimes this is the most reasonable answer.

I think in the first case I could have handled not having any epidural, that's lucky! I was induced at 36 weeks, was in the hospital for 5 days under constant monitoring and not allowed to get up because every time I moved they would lose her heartbeat. By the time the contractions got bad enough I had had enough and…

I'm half expecting our next to have no interest in anything but buttered noodles. My husband didn't end up with scurvy when he was a kid, so I imagine they will all turn out all right.

Some days mine will only eat breakfast sausages, others, raw broccoli. Some days I can barely get her to eat. I've long stopped worrying about it, she gets the food she needs and is on her growth curve. But the first few times it happened I was a paranoid mess.

I always feel bad saying this to other mothers, my active pushing part took less then three minutes. Which in my particular case was great because any longer I would have gone into emergency c-section as my daughter could have died. I was insistent on feeling nothing because I needed to not think about the pain and…

I felt NOTHING. It was glorious, 10/10 would recommend.

Fried rice with lots of finely diced veggies. No matter how hard they try they can't avoid all of them. Mine likes veggies though, so maybe she doesn't try that hard... I also buy her a cookie when we go to the coffee shop, because I gave up on the no sugar thing once she was able to ask me.

Mark, I'm confused. This is a nice story that I enjoyed, it's really very sweet. I've learned to preemptively cringe when I see your name attached to a story. Are you cushioning the blow of something you're posting later today?

My clothing rule is 1/2 year. I go through my clothes every year, if I haven't worn something in the last year, I give it away. If I haven't but think I still might, I give myself another year. Usually it goes the second year.

I personally wouldn't ever move back, but there are some wonderful things in the state. Wildflower season is amazing, and I do miss the skiing there. It seems that the people who want to live there really really love it.

I grew up in Wyoming. Whenever I tell people that's where I'm from, the response I always get is "I drove through there once."

Footage from the actual event.

My husband once ran through the hallways of our old apartment building with an open trash bag to catch a bat to put it back outside. It took almost two hours to catch him, but we knew that maintenance would kill it if they found it.

Try this. Hodor.

I honestly pictured Lindsay Lohan's chocker as this. I prefer it and will from here on out pretend the other doesn't exist.

We have 5 years of residency and 3 years of fellowship to get through before making that radiology salary, which means 8 years of interest leading to an approximate life time total of paying back well over a million dollars. Anything that can lessen that in any way is amazing.

Yep. A radiologist. At $45k a semester it added up fast. At least it's a guaranteed job with an income that makes it possible to pay back. I do have panic attacks when I think of how much the interest is going to end up costing us though.

I guess that makes Mister Potters $350k a little more manageable. Now if only there was a better loan forgiveness program...