Cashmere, the first time we gave Aidan blueberries, the next day his diaper was full of some really nasty green stuff. I panicked...until I remembered the blueberries.

Dinner has been consumed and Greg is scrubbing the dirt off the babies since I just washed hands and faces so they could eat, then they're going to bed.

Ultrasound indicates still a girl.

No matter what the gender, the baby will always be Princess TickyBox to me.

I still want chocolate cake, but I have added to that a desire for a nap.

If I thought I would actually fall asleep, a nap would sound great. Chocolate cake always sounds good.

Chocolate cake sounds GREAT.

I've had a burnt English muffin today. I made Rosemary Lemon Roasted Chicken for dinner Sunday (had friends over) and made the carcass into soup. I can have that, I suppose....but now I want CAKE.

Ultrasound indicates still a girl.

Yay for girls!

GC, want a barely used Kara? Only 3 years old, barely broken in!

Definitely a girl or we-can't-confirm-boyness?

Either way, woo-hoo!

Glad you got through dinner without anymore plant death and flinging of anything - at least, I hope I'm interpreting that right.

I shouldn't stress about clients with unrealistic expectations, right? Because if they drive me too crazy I could always walk away.

What about bosses with unrealistice expectations? Mine never tells me how I'm doing on the projects I've been working on and then later tells me I'm not doing them well enough. Case in point: I work in an insurance office and have to process applications for completeness before I send them to our headquarters in Toronto for underwriting. One morning my boss is complaining that I need to review them better (I missed one little thing that was easily fixed). Two hours later I received an email, sent company wide, from one of the VP's stating that in that month I (and others) had submitted all of our applications perfectly - there was no missing information or forms. I printed it out to keep for ammo later. (This has happened in October, November & December). Take that, jackass! (Oh, do I wish I could yell this at him.)

I have other gripes about my boss but I'll save them for another time.

Aidan threw his green beans, but that's par for the course. Then both of them threw their sippy cups, Aidan at Greg and Kara at me, but they didn't cause any injury and we took the cups away, which made Aidan scream like a fire engine and Kara demand it back because, "YOU CAN'T TAKE IT!"

I'm ready for my cloister.

GC, want a barely used Kara? Only 3 years old, barely broken in!

I will love her and kiss her and call her Tyrone.

GC, want a barely used Kara? Only 3 years old, barely broken in!

Deena, you need work on your timing of these offers. You don't tell the "digging up plants and flinging dirt" story and then offer Kara. You tell a cute "wearing one shoe all day as a pegleg pirate" story and offer Kara.