A gross error in judgment finds me still sitting up minding a boiling pot for a delicious but time consuming dish with chicken and sausage and fresh marjoram. I didn't remember until 1 1/2 hours into the process why I never make said delicious dish. Three. hours. of. prep. time. Sigh.
An addendum to my previous post......my husband's emotional response to the death of my grandmother? To ask me when I think I will be ready to try to have another baby. Interesting. I thought it was usually the woman who had that kind of reaction, but with the Minotaur, you just never know.
And the answer is.......as soon as I lose the ass I obtained from having the first one. Hopefully, sometime later this year. The Kraken's ever more sophisticated sentence structure leaves me longing for babyness. Today's contribution? After I put her hair in pigtails for the first time in many months, placing hands to head in abject confusion...."Mommy? I got a haircut?".
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See? And that's why you look hot! You have the sense to take it off before the next one!
Whereas I am waiting till after this next (last) one to take off allllll the many extra asses I have added to my initially abundant behind. Not the wisest course, I am fairly sure!
That is funny...I love the way you can see them trying to fit a new experience into the old ones.
If you figure out a way to lose the baby-fat ass, you must share!
The Kraken is just so cute :-)
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