lisah, I looked through some of the other baby pictures.

Too beautiful: [link]

Killed me dead: [link]

Killed me dead, again: [link]

IME, the vast majority of people* who take medication for ANY chronic condition will at some point (or two or three) decide to experiment and play around with skipping doses, etc. It seems to be human nature to assume that chronic conditions magically heal themselves while we're on meds, and not remember until we stop taking them that there's a reason they're called chronic.

(*I'd say "all" except I know what crowd I'm talking to...)

I readily admit that I am bad at taking some of my meds. I rarely forget my Synthroid, but even if I do miss a day or two, that's not tragic. What I often forget to take is my calcium. I guess I just don't equate it to being necessary because it's over-the-counter even though the dosage I take (1000mg/2x per day) is prescribed. Again, forgetting a dose here or there isn't a big deal, but I'll sometimes go 2 days without any and that's not good.

Killed me dead:

Hee! Me too! The other baby, Owen, is 2 months younger but I really don't think he's ever going to catch up weightwise to the twins. His feet, however, are just about as long as theirs' already.

yep, that was me

Was it a book? or clothing? Google is giving me no love.

Yay Lady amy of Nerdhole-on-Loft!!!

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Hee! Me too! The other baby, Owen, is 2 months younger but I really don't think he's ever going to catch up weightwise to the twins. His feet, however, are just about as long as theirs' already.

The twins are chunky monkeys, and so darned cute. Ben was pretty much that chunky. I kept asking the pediatrician if he was too heavy (because that was a *big issue* the year he was born) and each time, the doctor would roll his eyes at me and pronounce him perfect.

Belly dancing is going well.

Just remember that this sentence alone makes you 40% cooler (or hotter, depending on how you look at it) than 95% of everybody else. And aside from that {{{{askye}}}}.

Betsy, sorry to hear that you are having work trouble. I wish that wishing could make stuff like that go away, cuz then we could have you all fixed up in no time.

Man baby Jack makes me smile.

ION, who is the Queen of the Doing of Stuff? ME.

All hail JZ, Queen of the Doing of Stuff. I shall lay claim to the title of Duchess of Not Buying Sugary Crap at the Grocery Store. Which title may only be valid today, but hey, gotta crow when ya can. Also, the whole clam/claim thing? I mistyped it, started retyping it, and realized that I actually preferred the typo. ETA: Happy new house having, amych! Huh, knew I forgot something.

Ben was pretty much that chunky. I kept asking the pediatrician if he was too heavy (because that was a *big issue* the year he was born) and each time, the doctor would roll his eyes at me and pronounce him perfect.

I'm not that surprised they are big (especially Jack's ginormous head that is exactly like his dad's) but it's shocking to me how fast they caught up! They were 6 weeks early and 4 lb 12 and 4 lb 3 respectively. That was only 4 months ago! it's crazy.

Ok. I'm about to call about my Pre-Calc grade. I could use C-~ma!

passing~ma to you vw!!!!

Shit. He needs another hour. As my mother used to tell me all the time, patience is a virtue I was born without.