Today is my first official day alone with the kid since before last Christmas. Avery returned to college and Scot and Hadley are back to work and school. In testament to my mothering, Kylee has not asked for any of them yet today. In fact, when she woke up, she yelled from her crib, MMMMMOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYY." Of course she did.
So we are on to Toy Story 3. I really hate that Lotso and Big Baby. And to top this merry morning off, the dog was stalking me and shivering. I thought, poor puppy. It is unusually cold this morning and I tend to forget you are only a mere five inches off the floor at any given time. Then I discovered the real problem was he had thrown up. In my bed. I'm sure Scot fed him some Chinese food from last night. And you know, he's a shih tzu so you'd think he could handle Asian food.
Today also marks 221 days until the wedding. I know this because I read Jesse's blog. Apparently Lauren is counting down the days for him. Which may or may not be a good idea. It kind of reminds me of that MTV show, "I Used to Be Fat". The personal trainer always presents the overweight person a huge calendar marking the days off they have left to become skinny. Maybe Jesse and Lauren have one of these in their kitchen?
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