Nephew T had the most incredibly varied and stinky farts. Several times I was convinced he'd filled his diaper based on noise and stink, but no. Just farts. In addition to his charming habit of upchucking the cheesiest of cheese. Which his older brother did too. I blame my brother. For the farts, at least.
I miss them. I wish I were closer to Noah and Grace too.
eta: Kat, it may not be what you started out wanting, but that sounds like a good daycare option. May it prove to exceed your best hopes.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes. I had thai food with the Haligonistas tonight.
Kat, that's such wonderful news!!
Bedtime took less than a half an hour. That's a new record.
My choices now are:
A)Tidy the house by:
Loading dinner dishes into the dishwasher
Picking up toys, juiceboxes and tupperware lids
Mopping up sticky spots on the floor
B)Go to the gym
C)Watch 2 episodes of Eureka and Torchwood
Pick c!!
Kat -- that's wonderful news.
So, I guess I'm packed for tomorrow. I should just go to bed, but eh.
It really doesn't help that there's a breezy mention somewhere along the way of the fact that he hit her when they were married
Just saw this while catching up. It's actually shown on screen. At the very beginning, he hit/shoves her in response to her breaking his golf clubs.
Add me to the Gene Kelly bandwagon. Also Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., and John Garfield.
Hooray for daycare, Kat!
In other good news, I just talked to my mom. She had her post-chemo tests this week, and she's cancer-free!
Oh, Susan, I'm SO glad to hear it!
