I apologize to all the other Buffista mothers, but damn, Princess Tickybox is one of the prettiest girlbabies I have EVER seen.
And to the Buffistas who are puzzled by my comment above, let's just say that I work for a very large search company.
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I apologize to all the other Buffista mothers, but damn, Princess Tickybox is one of the prettiest girlbabies I have EVER seen.
And to the Buffistas who are puzzled by my comment above, let's just say that I work for a very large search company.
Her beard looks like paul's !
Did she like the berries?
Hard to tell. She hated them less than bananas, but they're still Not Boobie.
Her beard looks like paul's !
He's got stubble now, instead of the beard, but when I called him over with the camera, he got nostalgic.
And to the Buffistas who are puzzled by my comment above, let's just say that I work for a very large search company.
With a good cafeteria.
I don't know what possessed me to start cleaning my bathroom at 1 am, but I can surely say that the Lutherans in the bathtub found the church suddenly closed for worship. And the mirror...well, let's just say it's much easier to see out of it when there aren't streaks of toothpasty water covering the lower third. The cats are also ecstatic to have a clean litterbox.
I'm pooped.
Lily is such a nummy little treat.
My good thing for the year is much like Plei's, the birth of baby #2. He's a tasty niblet. He's soft as a dumpling and he smells like creme fraiche.
Love and punctuation to Aimee.
Adored Faunapalooza.
vw, I'd still really like to contribute to your buffista research, if it's not too late.
Brenda's sister's Ex = utter fuckhead. Although it does strike me as a good thing that she knows that now, whilst in her home country, rather than after having uprooted herself and moved to bloody Sweden.
Tickybox - still unbelievably cute. Bless. Bless. Bless.
Somebody make my back stop hurting, please? Thanks.
We tried blueberries tonight.
Coincidentally, we had blueberries last night also. Mallory also learned something about the physical properties of levers, and what happens to mass on the end of a lever arm when that lever is rotated rapidly around its fulcrum.
Could we have started playing "Catapults & Battlements" with a spoonful of beef stew? No. It had to be blueberries.
At least we'd pulled the carpet up.
And another parenting story, along the lines of "Pat the Bunny": We were looking for gifts for Mallory, and I pointed out a game.
Me: "This will be good when he's older. It's called 'Feel and Find.'" DH: *snorts tea out his nose* "Um, yeah, I hope my son gets good at that."
My good thing? That summer of 2004 really was the last summer in Arizona, like I'd been saying to myself last year. I may be cold now, but I'm happy.
Moving is good.
Moving in with Daniel is very good.
P.S. Pondering babies with blueberries is also good ;-)
Yep, definitely baby. (for a good thing)
Love the blueberry pictures - she looks cuter (if possible) when messy.
Just found out that the three kids of a friend i was going to see this weekend all have chicken pox. The oldest two had the vaccine. The youngest is 7 weeks old. Poor baby - I can't imagine what that would be like for him (and his mom. Three kids with chicken pox simultaneously!)
Three kids with chicken pox simultaneously!
I think I'd need a straightjacket.
Lilybean has anime eyes!!! Plei, I'll be willing to be you get stopped all the time by strangers telling you what a gorgeous baby you have. I am amazed everytime I click on a new picture.
Moving in with Daniel is very good.
Morning schmooop.