Is this the Pablo I would have met?
Mm. That was a good choice, with the chocolate. Unless it stops me from sleeping, which I don't think....I mean, you drink hot chocolate before sleeping, right? Why don't I know this? I'm su[posed to have sleep hygeine down pat.
Yes! This is the Pablo you met (improbably blonde Pablo).
I like how you stipulate that it was a (presumably human) baby.
It's a bad habit. A NICU nurse once told us the secret that maternity nurses will not call an ugly baby cute just to placate the mother. What they will say instead is, "What a sweet baby."
K and I have shortened that to "Wow! It's a baby!" I think I was unintentionally riffing on that.
I think I skimmed the swing question. I'll have to go back and look.
It's a bad habit. A NICU nurse once told us the secret that maternity nurses will not call an ugly baby cute just to placate the mother. What they will say instead is, "What a sweet baby."
I am now concerned that the maternity nurses were secretly tasting my baby.
Whew! Swinging question clearly not for me! In fact, not in my wheelhouse even a little.
Baby toes are notoriously tasty.
Also, I am going to buy that foam roller you recommended because my fat ass actually smooshed my Target-bought foam roller into more of an oval and less of a circle.
I've been meaning to note, Tep, that Emmett used some of his hard-earned money to buy his own foam roller. He LOVES it to work out his sore muscle after doing cross-fit. We bought it from a medical supply place so presumably it will last.
Also, my birthday is July 26. This year we are celebrating on August 11.
K is driving up to Palo Alto tomorrow to buy lots of Fred Steak. And I'm figuring out how to do chocolate mice and caramel corn and other night circus treats.
Baby toes are notoriously tasty.
I stand ready to defend my baby's appendages from the ravenous appetites of the maternity nurses.
K is driving up to Palo Alto tomorrow to buy lots of Fred Steak.
Dude, I forgot all about Fred Steak. When is she going to be there?
I have had smores around a bonfire, but not a campfire. But I imagine bonfires are a fairly rural experience.
I think Louisiana is a girl.
My grandma insisted my friend Brett who I met in first grade must be a girl because of his name, so I think the Brett is a boy name is recent. He is now a man.
My complaint of the day is about bras. Why would you line a cotton bra with synthetic? I bought some "all cotton" bras from Lane Bryant thinking they would help my poor itchy skin, and only the outside is cotton!