It turns out the pork chop is aptly named, well the pork part at least. Yesterday after weighing him in at almost 19 pounds the nurse at his check-up remarked He’s a big boy. Well, yeah. What I want to know is why I’m so fat if I’m lugging around a 20 pound weight (occasionally 55 with Katie too). This might explain it — at 8:43 this morning I was unloading the dishwasher one handed. I needed my other hand free to eat my breakfast — an oatmeal raisin cookie. Oatmeal and raisins are good for you, right?