Baby Abby in what looks like a sweat band. She’s a little bald in the front, so we’re investing in Brett Michaels type bandannas- they’re just not here yet. She’s cute, huh? Chandler MY LOVE. This is the sweet (no longer) little girl who used to live next to us. They came and visited us… Continue reading Pictures!
So I sat down to do a post on statistics. I’m so nerdy. (not as nerdy as lance, but that’s only because I try really really hard) But I have NO attention span. In the last HOUR I have started looking up the statistical information that I usually just make up…which took me to some… Continue reading what happens when I try…
Seriously. So gross. Worth it? Yes. But so so gross.
But not by Abby. She’s about as easy a baby as they come. It’s a little unfair. She sleeps for four hours straight at night and doesn’t cry. I’m overwhelmed by the response to her having Down syndrome. Everyone has been so beyond wonderful. I don’t know what I did to get the friends and… Continue reading I’m SO overwhelmed.
I want to write something really profound. Something that would convey the way I feel. Something that would show you a little of what these past few days have been like. But I can’t. No one could. They’ve been impossibly too sweet to even come close to express it in words. Abby arrived on Saturday… Continue reading Baby Abby
It got out of hand, but Heather wanted me to post it. I love Heather. Not just because she brought me eclairs and gushed about my tree for forever, but also because she no longer squirms when I grab her bottom. Okay, I don’t. But I could. It’s in the nursery which will be very… Continue reading The progression of the tree
I want to verbally assault you, only because I wanted to use the word “diatribe” this week. So on Facebook there’s this “copy and paste status update” thing that says something like, “my wish for 2010 is for people to understand that autism is not a disease, so it can’t be caught like a cold,… Continue reading DIATRIBES