Melanie ~ look at me with starry eyes...

I love Reagan's sense of humour, and the way she just says the sweetest things sometimes.

Today at lunch

me: how's your sandwiches guys? (her and Amelia)
Reagan: really good!
me: excellent!
Reagan: AS ALWAYS!!

dawwww

Then the other week she was putting her new boots on and asked if they were on the right feet. I looked over and said her zippers were on the outside, and shouldn't they be on the inside?

Reagan: No, these ones zip on the outside
me: weird, all my boots when I was a kid had an inside zip
Reagan: Welcome to the future Melanie. Welcome. To. The. Future.

cheeky

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I still feel pretty craptastic today, but better than yesterday. Sweating like mad, but no fever. Amelia came over this morning and they've been playing all day. It's so nice that I can leave the baby with them while I shower, they kept him entertained.

Tim is side-railing the crib right now, which is excellent. Will make for a lot more room in the bed, since I tend to sleep in the middle now to make room for baby and then have room to make sure he isn't at the edge of the bed. Means Tim gets the other edge of the bed. He's been so good about it, but I think he is liking the roominess of the futon downstairs way too much the last couple nights. I miss my husband when he isn't in bed with me.

I just wrote out all the books I've read so far, and my reading really stopped in July when the baby was born. A few times I've climbed into the bath with a book, in the last couple weeks, but then once I'm in there I just want to close my eyes and rest. I probably need some new books, the problem might be that I'm attempting to read the only book I haven't read in the house, one Tim's mom gave me that is about a puppy.. just not my kind of book. I'm tempted to read it just to see if it's appropriate for Reagan, and give it to her if it is.

Chicken soup for dinner. Hopefully on the mend. I was pretty sad to miss the big baby wearing fun in DC today! Thanksgiving in Canada, I don't think I'll do a turkey, think I'll do what I did last year and roast some Cornish Game Hens. We are invited to a few Thanksgiving things in the area, but I don't think I want to pass my sickness to a bunch of Canadian strangers.