I think you might be right, ita.
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Ack! I want pizza, despite having food I can prepare, and having eaten out for lunch.
I blame Perkins.
I had pizza. I blame the really good pizza place that's a half a block from my apartment.
I blame Perkins.
Hey!
You're off the hook for now, Perkins -- I'm boiling water for the tortellini. Why is their two serving package really only 1.5 servings? Why don't they have more meaty selections?
Could be Perkins fault, those things, too.
I just ate a third of an apple pie, because it's all the pie there was. I want more pie.
Is that Perkins fault too?
ita, you eat dinner late.
I have two sleeping children. I should celebrate by--oh yeah, I'm celebrating by reading b.org.
I had lunch at about three. Dinner now was the only way to go.
Congrats on two sleeping kids, Burrell!
How is Frankie enjoying being an older sibling?
Hi Burrell!
Why is everything my fault tonight? Where is Nilly, or Sean?
How is Frankie enjoying being an older sibling?
She's adjusting fairly well. She likes to touch and kiss Isaac and offer him a pacifier. She also likes to take the wee teddy bear out of his cradle and say "mine!" And she's gotten whinier and more touchy of late, which no doubt is a reflection of some degree of inner turmoil over the baby's arrival and her dawning realization that she's growing too big to be a baby anymore.
She's just so amazing to me. I can't believe she's so perfect.
Isaac, meanwhile, is still such a wub, although he's getting bigger everyday. I want to eat him. I need to figure out how to post his picture directly onto LJ so I can get some photos online.