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There She Grows


First Day of School! Mmhmm. She’s the most beautiful little girl on the planet. I’m not the only one who thinks so, either! And, for those wondering, her first day went smashingly. She made a sunshine picture and, unlike the rest of the kids in the class, she was overly careful (ahem) to make sure that the rays went the whole way around the sun.

Yep. Cutest and smartest.

Nope. Not biased at all.

(And for those wondering about me, I’m doing “fine.” Obviously, as you can figure from the picture here, D took the time to share some pictures with me tonight, including a shot of her uber-cool shoes. I got to hear the stories. And I was proud. On our household end, BigBrother kept me busy with the transition from crib-to-toddler-bed. Life doesn’t slow down much, does it? I did indulge in a chocolate ice cream bar this evening. And earlier? My Husband brought me a Milky Way. He knows me or something.)

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On a Lighter Note: More Genetics


My previous post about nature vs. nurture inspired some to make faces at work. As TheHusbandMan was away during the posting time, I didn’t have him around to make myself laugh when he tried to make the face. When he got home and I caught him up on pictures, including Munchkin’s successful face morphing, we decided to take a picture together to see if BigBrother has a shot at being able to make the facial expression.

Whaddya think?

More Genetic Nature/Nurture Debate

It’s true that Munchkin’s biological father can’t make the face either (though was amusing in his attempts). So, I’d say that BigBrother has a 50/50 shot at being able to make it. We’ll just have to wait and see.

That said: I love my Husband.

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I Just Want to Curl Up Inside of Myself


I can go from this:

Fetal Position

to this:

I Assume This Means Six More Weeks of Winter? Please, Lord, Please!

In a two day span.

Don’t let the smile in the second one confuse you: it’s totally snow-induced. My current frame of mind is more evident in the first picture. Dark, somewhat brooding, somewhat red. All of that said, I told a group of women that I barely know that I’m a birth mom today.

How do I feel about it?

See first picture.

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