Baby, Oh Baby!

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DS4 is nine months now. He's just starting to eat sweet potato from Heinz. I could bake and mash it myself, but that would mean having to move a muscle. Ok, more muscles. So, we're trusting Mr. Heinz to do his job well.

He's so much more independent now. He actually lets go of the hem of my skirt long enough to unload all the drawers within his reach, pull down books, and investigate the toilet.

He's into remote controls. TV/Satellite remote is his favorite. DH and I would pull trick him into taking a fake remote, but it's hard. He tests it before taking it. He is so quick, and he's got a strong grip.

DS4 laughs beautifully. When I hear it, I can't help but laugh along with him. Imagine, 9 months ago, I was still carrying him around. He was kicking my spleen and and bladder.

Did I mention his teeth? He's got 6, and today, I noticed his gums showing 3 more coming. One is a molar.

I am still breastfeeding him. It's a little scary, and I never feed him when he's mad. I made that mistake once. I'm still traumatize by it.

He's really sweet and fast and adorable and all things that are good in this world. I am so glad I had one more.

My Photo Hunt Vol. 13 - Memories

Looking back, there's lessons to be learned, foremost of which is to be happy with yourself. I've always thought of myself as either too thin, and then too fat! Here in these pictures below, 2 years before I got pregnant with DD, I thought I was really fat. I almost didn't want to take these pictures. My husband insisted, saying I was the most beautiful girl in the world. I didn't believe him of course. I am glad for the pictures now though.

Dang! If I should met myself then, I'd tell that girl that she's hot. She should be happy with herself. Now, numerous pounds, 6 pregnancies later, I'm truly "fat". Now, I am working on being "happy" with the now. Tomorrow will take care of itself...body-wise.

Wanna know?

I've always wondered what happens to the things confiscated in the airport? I didn't know until I went trolling to e-bay. Yeah, I know. You're probably thinking, "WTF! Where is a mother of five getting extra time to go on e-bay?" I have no idea, but you can bet my floor is not spotless. I am wearing socks to protect my good mood. Check this out! Click on the item numbers and read the descriptions.

I still think that my idea about the airport is neat. If the government implements it, then they wouldn't have to worry about knives problem. On the other hand, this e-bay guy will be out of business.

What I really want to know is, how do you get them knives and cork screws huh? Do I flash and bribe the "confiscator?" so I can get all those loot of knives. Is this the new pirating job? Hanging around airports to collect all the confiscated knives? Does this business involve a lot of dumpster diving? Coz, you know, if the profit margin is right, I'll send my minions to go for it!

Could I put in orders for confiscated rings instead? They're metals, and surely they must be taken off or dog knows what it could blow up! Here's another idea...I'd peddle BOBs. You know, B.O.B.* I hear people carry them and that they make the airport security take notice. Is there a market for slightly used, like new B.O.B anywhere? Could I build charity based on BOBs?


*Battery Operated Boyfriend