Teppy, earlier this week I dreamed Annabel told me that she could understand us perfectly well, thank you very much, but she was waiting to talk until she could enunciate clearly. (She's still not saying much, but I'm starting to notice her kind of imitating and echoing more. And she seems aware of her tongue and has been sticking it out a lot for the first time, which makes me think the tongue tie has been an issue and is just now resolving enough that she has a good enough range of motion to talk. Which makes me incredibly pissed off at our pede for not snipping it when she was wee, because if that's all that's slowed her speech...grrr.)
The same night I dreamed I was the hero of my novel, fighting in the battle scene I'd just written for him. It's probably a good thing DH didn't try to get cuddly with me at any point during that one!
Lily: "I know, and it's driving me crazy! I think I should have just started with 'mama' or 'dada' instead of full sentences."
This is fantastic.
Meanwhile. It's almost 5 a.m. here. I think maybe I should be in bed by now.
How's your back, beth?
pretty good . I think it was just yelling at me to slow down.
Also, how are your Mississippi relatives doing?
no electricy, but they have been clearing the street themselves with the "boy toys" a neighbor has - including chainsaws and bulldozers. they live on a lake so they have been 'showering' there. and they hope to have running water soon.
Yay on the good kittie news!
Perkins, insent.
[flits away in a puff of lavender scented smoke]
I just realized I don't have any diet coke in the house.
For something that doesn't matter much, this is really a VERY BAD THING.
FYI, I had lunch with The Scola.
I assume you are all intensely jealous.
Much with the jealous.
FYI, I just lost every single bookmark in Firefox. I assume you are all knocking on wood.
