Last night after I got Fae down I went out drinking with Ali. It was GREAT. We split a pitcher of Sangria at Moodies - to which we walked - and talked and gossiped and complained and philosophised about Art. I stayed out until Midnight, came home to my hubby and was allowed to sleep in until 10:30 - well about 45 minutes I was up at 6 nursing ( Read more... )

Today, Faelyn found the spice drawer. Need I say more?

I know, its been a while ( Read more... )

My Darling Girl ( Read more... )

That Faelyn is walking ( Read more... )

Monkey sounds...

Birdie sounds...

and today, I realized she was trying to communicate with the cats in their own language.

Meowing.

Guess who likes Indian Food ( Read more... )

So I am standing here outside the ring with a towel in my hand. I have Faelyn on my hip and my hair hasn't been washed in two days. I am just looking at the towel ( Read more... )

She said Mama.

Okay she said Dada last week. And "Tiggy" which I am sure is Kitty like 3 days ago. But today. She patted my leg, wanted me, looked at me and said "Ma ma"

Ah.

Thinking about spring of course leads me back a spring, to when I was anxiously awaiting the now giggling bundle.... and before that when we were in Ireland and Stonehenge wishing for her ( Read more... )