Aww. Skater girl Em!

Scrappy, I've been thinking of trying out Second Life. I'm only mildly interested, but I've been asked to give a "talk" there, but both the offerer and I think I should be familiar with it before taking that on. How do you like it?

Aimee, the dresses are adorable. Em herself is even more so!

Guess what? Yup! I got my computer back, with a larger Hard Drive! Woot! Slowly restoring applications and stuff. They saved the bulk of my documents, so that helps. But it sure is nice to read the board on a screen bigger than my hand, and finally using the newer high speed connection.

Huzzah!

It's about time for some good news for you, omnis!

Huzzah indeed!

It's been great reading about all your good news! Congratulations Stephanie! New Baby! Congratulations Daisy Jane and askye on new job having! Excellent news from Daniel and omnis on health issues too.

I am on day 3 of a bodywork seminar and I am so sore all over! Seems to be good stuff though. I'm excited to use it out on my clients.

I would use the yellow brick road fabric to crochet a rug for the room and stuff like that.

You could have carpet or linoleum and inset a curving yellow brick road through the room. I'd rather have fabric made from the book illustrations, though.

Em is adorable. The problem is not too many Em pictures; the problem is too few.

I glad you're home and with your new, improved computer. omnis.

New baby picspam! [link]

The skater/dancer Em pictures are lethal with the cute.

omnis, I'm glad you're home. It sounds like it was excruciating. Much smooth and calm proper behavior~ma to your innards, so you never have to go through that again.

Frisco is currently wearing one of Noah's hats!

I love this. It makes me love us.

Every time I see a picture of another Buffista baby wearing one of Matilda's old outfits (or any baby, really--one of my local friends sent out a holiday card with a picture of her daughter in a stripey Hanna Andersen onesie that came from my brother-in-law's sister in Indiana), I am just incredibly chuffed.

I got rid of two huge bags of outgrown clothes yesterday. Ran into a young couple a few blocks from the hospital, spare-changing people for lunch money. Early twenties, black trench coats and stocking caps, everything faded to gray, generally looking two short steps ahead of homeless. They told me about their baby girl who'd been in the ICN for two weeks, being discharged today, and how they'd been at her side eating cafeteria food the whole time and this was their one day to see San Francisco, so they needed money for lunch. Which seemed very likely to be an elaborate spare-change story, but they did look hungry and tired, so I gave them a dollar. And then, on impulse, I asked if they needed any baby clothes, and their faces just lit up.

So yesterday afternoon Matilda and I lugged everything up to the ICN (with one of our many extra copies of Goodnight Moon). I still thought the chances of the story being just a story were about 50/50, but sure enough there was a Baby Girl Theirname preparing for discharge, with the parents out for a little while. The desk clerk got all amazed and delighted when I handed the bags to her; she didn't say anything, but I got the feeling she was worried about how they were going to get by once they left the hospital. But at least now they've got a bundle of receiving blankets and outfits from Olivia and Ellie and BIL's sister and various other peeps.

Matilda's very busy right now emptying out the blanket space under the bassinet. Good God, we've got a metric assload of no-longer-used baby blankets. I should've thrown some of those in too.

Newbabynewbabynewbaby!