Okay, okay, I’ll stop complaining about my comments. I promise! I have lots of good readers who probably have more to do than comment on my silly entries. I forget sometimes that other people are actually busy during the day. :P I should do as Karen suggests and just check my stats. Then I might realize I have nothing to complain about. :D
Alright, enough groveling.
George and I went to my cousin Monica’s house to pick up a crib and other items. Max is in a twin bed, very grown up, and since they’re moving, she offered it to me. Score! One down, two to go. And the other two have been promised to us, which is exciting. Monica told max (who is four) that I have three babies in my tummy, to which he asked, “why did you eat them?”
Hee hee hee! Love that Max! He was thoroughly confused, but I figured I’d leave the birds ‘n’ bees talk to his parents.
I also went shopping this morning, and got a baby name book (it’s hard when your husband only suggests names like Anakin and Spock – I want original, but not THAT original.) I did, however, agree on a girl’s name that comes from his favorite sci-fi show. It’s pretty normal. Anyway, I also got a body pillow. Mmm, snuggly.
Tomorrow is little Liam’s third birthday party. He’s been with his Grandma for the past three weeks, so I can’t wait to see him again. I owe this child much – he is one of the main reasons George ever agreed to have kids. Ha ha!