Now I feel a sense of responsibility...

So my posting habits have been rather crappy of late, but since I de-lurked myself to several whose blogs I read faithfully and found myself on their blog rolls, I guess I better get off my 8-pounds-thinner-than-before-the-carbohydrate-addict’s-diet a** and post a little more often. (Thanks, Aimee!!)

D nearly gave J a thumb-ectomy today. He was trimming her fingernails (absolutely THE worst baby-job in the universe, don’t you think?) and took a chunk of skin accidentally. The way the changing table looks, you’d swear a murder took place right here on East Main Street. And, little starlet that she is, J will not use that hand now. It’s a pretty pitiful sight, seeing her crawl-hobble around the house on one hand and two knees. All the extra motivation she needs to go walking instead!!

Here are some recent pics. I think they’re the absolute cutest things ever.