Monday, August 4, 2008

I continue to be amazed.

She drools over J.Crew and I drool over her creations!

Paperdoll Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!

Not much going on in our neck of the woods, today. We took a 45 minute walk up the hill and visited with neighbors this morning, while the humidity was low. We learned we have neighbors in the next cul-de-sac with 11 week old twins. How do I know this? Well, you see, we were chased - CHASED! - down the street by a woman who lives on the main road who just had to know all about my sweet babies. Now, I'm happy to chat with people, but please, please, please do not ask me personal information about my kids. I dealt with that for the first 9 months of their lives and I'm just not willing to share stuff like that. (How much did they weigh? Did you do fertility treatments? You didn't *gasp* breastfeed both of them did you? Do twins run in your family? How much did they weigh?....) Anyway, thankfully, Figgy decided she had enough of being polite and patient and it was time to make our escape. She cheered goodbye and blew the kids kisses before telling us of the twins up the street. (We also have 10 year old identical twins that live a few doors up from us.) Anyway, once we got back to our little corner of the neighborhood, things went downhill fast. Figgy tried to destroy Charlotte's web, even though I explained that Charlotte lives here, too, and that we love spider webs because they're beautiful. While I was tending to her, The Professor decided he wanted to eat the little "berries" on the sidewalk. The problem? It was bird poop. *yaks* I was so sick to my stomach trying to franically clean out his mouth.

To top it all off, I think Figgy is getting a UTI. She has been exceedingly snuggly today and just acting out of sorts. She spent a good part of the day curled up with me in the chair while The Professor played. She'd get down and play, but not for long. At one point, this evening, she grabbed herself and wailed in pain as she came tearing across the room and leaping into my lap. :( So, we'll make a call to Dr. W tomorrow and see if we can swing by. She is sleeping, peacefully, curled up next to her brother in the crib.


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