Yesterday morning Sylvia was walking around with her baby doll under her shirt. I talked to her about how she used to be in my "belly" and how she was my baby, you know, all that good stuff. That evening when Piers came home I went out to run errands. When I got back Piers told me that there had been a very, ummm, "interesting" diaper change. Syl was standing at the top of the stairs holding her little belly. I said, "Oh Syl, does your tum hurt?". She said, "Yup," held her tummy and grimaced knowingly and said, "Baby".
I love these capes, awesome. My kids are Fraggles, living, breathing Fraggles. (According to wikipedia there are "primary" Fraggles and "secondary" Fraggles. Who knew? And OH MY GOD there is a British version of Fraggle Rock that took place on an island in a lighthouse??? Why does Youtube not have a link to this???)
Life is good, the sun was out all week and I am starting work in five minutes. So hello and goodbye, I will try to update more often!