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I figured there would be more retribution for the dirty Paul Giamatti dreams.

Aimee, you'd be proud. DH picked out a Kenneth Cole shirt today. Granted, we were thrift store shopping, but he recognized the name.

Cindy, we're keeping the wee penis buttered up with neosporin and giving him some Tylenol. It's helping.

Nice, nice. I am very proud.

There is nothing cuter than a baby hunched over in a swing.

Except for whatever she does later on, that will be the cutest thing ever.

I am getting worried that she might sleep too much. t /paranoid new mom

Aimee, all newborns do is sleep, eat, and poop. They're incredibly boring.

There's a part of me that knows that, but a part of me that worries she's not finger painting and talking yet.

Except for whatever she does later on, that will be the cutest thing ever.

Damn those babies. They keep restting the cuteness scale.

Fucking the curve already. That's my girl!!

Oh, and how silly is my MiL? She called me today to ask that I talk to Joe about cleaning out his ex's stuff from her basement. WTF???

Oh, puir wee Owen. I hope it heals quickly and causes him no more pain.

All the UK talk made me dreamy. I fell in love with Europe when we were in Germany. The idea of a single family's decendants living in a farmhouse, or in one of the houses inside the medieval wall of a walled town--not for generations but for centuries gave a seriously different perspective to having grown up in a "historic" town founded two and a half centuries ago, with a few scattered log and brick-timbered buildings. Towns with red-tiled roofs, cobbled streets and castles juxtaposed with ultramodern office buildings and a fetish for stark streamlined furniture and architecture made my time there all too short. I'd love to go back. I'd love to see other countries, too.

Nora, I'm so sorry for the financial tsuris today, and I'm glad it got taken care of.

Hil, fingers crossed, but I'm betting you did fine.

Betsy does indeed have lovely hair, well worth the petting. So sorry about the furnace, but I'm sure you've made the only correct decision, so congratulations on your decisiveness and perspicacity.

Oh, and vw, I'm sorry your cold is impinging on Emily's party. Here's hoping the echinacea tea the vitamin C will stave it off at least till afterward, if not altogether.

Aimee, I hope you get things worked out so MM can take the test and you guys get to take your trip on time.

Speaking of the UK talk, it looks like the Times of London is doing a feature on the book.