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thing two
the lady sparkler thinks she’s pregnant.for my part, I’m guessing it’s true because (a) our grocery bill has doubled during the last five weeks, and (b) i’m increasingly finding myself alone on the couch after the oh-so-late hour of 9 pm.
of course the interesting twist is that while we had been toying with the notion of “trying” for a couple of months, all that came to a screeching halt six weeks ago when i changed jobs — but somehow the pregnancy fairy found us anyway.
still, despite our occasional thoughts regarding immaculate conception (and my suspicious leers towards the milkman) we’re obviously over the moon — and ridiculously thankful that the nanny has sparklet well on the path towards being potty trained.
yay 🙂
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and i honestly couldn’t have been more surprised if elvis and a martian walked up to me this afternoon, slapped me in the face, and demanded to be taken to see President Bachmann.
the lady sparkler, aunt melissa and sparklet boarded the old carousel at Glen Echo park, but sparklet started bawling and demanded to be taken off. mommy handed her to me over the railing around the ride, and then got back on — which, to put it mildly, turned out to be the wrong choice.
this coming from the girl who loves anything that involves loud music, bright lights, and being hung upside down by her ankles. even so, it looks like we might need to give it another couple of months.