As I was GONNA say...

First and foremost, I need to thank you all for you comments. I mean, we all know we're comment whores (some of us more than others) and we ALWAYS like to get comments. They're a source of validation and they're fun to get. But, I especially appreciate those of you who made comments on the last post. "profound" or not, they made my day, some made me a little misty, some made me laugh, all made me happy. So thanks.





Anyway, what I was GONNA write about on that touted 200th entry was this...
Sometime last week, or the week before, whenever Maggie was up and at'em at 4:30 a.m. for 2 days in a row...we were taking Brooklyn to pre-school, or perhaps we were just running an errand, now my memory fails me. However, it was early in the day, sometime around 11:30 or 12:00 and it had become suspiciously quiet behind me. As I lowered the rearview mirror for a peaksy at Miss Thang, this is what I saw:




HA Sucker! It'll always come around to bite ya in the bum. And if you're wondering, this is EXACTLY how she posed for EVER ultrasound pic (and there were several) so there was never a moment doubt about the girl we were gettin. Also, she appears to have some hyper flexible hip joints, and for her first year of life, she never was out of a position like this. I mean, she was like one of those little dollies that only their legs move at the "hip" and to sit them they're legs are wide apart. That was Maggie. She didn't bend, you picked her up, her legs were out, you put her down, her legs were out. Quite fascinating really. We'll work to teach her the importance of keepin it together later. hehehehe Anyway, upon arriving home....

Brooklyn did her best to wake her up, but Maggie was OUT! Of course, she woke up when I took her inside and then pretty much refused to nap that afternoon. Whatever....pretty sure she went to bed early that night.

And in other sleepy news...

This...

And THIS have awoken us all on more than one occassion as Max screams because his foot is stuck in the bars. Really, before the bumper arrived it was multiple times a night. There was even a time or two where I seriously wondered if I'd be able to remove his chubby little leg at all, it was REALLY stuck. So, the bumper has helped, but as you can tell, it's still a risk we run. Little stinker....it's a good thing I'm so in love with him, 'cause his crappy sleep might drive another to drink.

Chubby legs, little bars,

Allyson