Oh, that reminds me (the mention of krav, not the sucky headache/work stuff) I saw a car with a liscense plate of "krv mga 1" on my way home yesterday morning.

Cashmere has pretty babies. They use the mommy pillow a long time. 14yo was just using me as a pillow watching tv last night. Talk about drowning!

I don't recall cuddling with my parents that much as a child. My dad was normally working second shift and I got too big for my mother to be comfortable playing pillow rather quickly. I know I gave my parents good night kisses until I was about 8 or 9, and then hugs until I hit 12 or so, at which point it was pretty much either "Night" and trudge to my room, or, as I got older, they'd go to bed before I did.

My dad worked crazy shifts when I was a child, too. Lots of 12 hour days (and nights) so he was tired a lot. But one of my most cherished pictures is of me and my twin sister (we're about 4 years old), sitting on my dad's chest while he was sacked out on the couch in his uniform. I grew up in a very touchy-feeling family so my kids take after me in that respect.

Not from a touchy feely immediate family. They've shifted more towards it now, and it makes me look at them funny. Extended family is very gropey though, and that doesn't bother me any.

I also have the twin thing where I touch and lean subconsciously. Poor DH had to cope with that and he's a person with a very defined personal bubble.

Another corrupt politician bites the dust. It almost gets my hopes up for November. Twice bitten, still hopeful.

Is that a really bad wig, or a really bad hairdo?

I'm drowning in babies.

Oh Cashmere, what a way to go. Too cute! Your room looks wonderful, too. The walls really pop.

My kids are cuddly, but Chris is really the only one who doesn't injure me. Ben's 5 feet and 100 lbs. Julia is all elbows and knees.

I'm very random...okay, random's not it...strangely selective with touching and feeling. There are people at krav I hang all over, that I touch and grope with abandon, and others that I like as much or more that it's never more than a fingertip touch on the arm.

Not sure if that's more about me or them, though. Probably me.

Biggest. Baby. Ever.

Marie Michel's fifth child was one for the record books. Michel gave birth to a 14-pound, 13-ounce boy Tuesday at William W. Backus Hospital.

Backus officials said the newborn — Stephon Hendrix Louis-Jean — broke the 18-year record for the biggest baby ever born at the hospital by 1 pound, 13 ounces. He was nearly 23 inches long.

Christ. That kid's huge. And I notice she gave birth to 8.5lb twins. Oh, ouch.