{Ashley one of our kitties at old apt, sleeping in one of her fav positions- upside down!}
Wisconsin was nice not as hot as itis here. Was able to swim a few times, yay! We walked around the art shops and gained some weight, heehee.
My neice actually got into the shallow end of pool instead of sitting on steps. She just al of a sudden does everything: walking, swimming, etc. She will be 4 soon and has signed up to go to the preschool where I work. :) She is very into bathroom things right now, as in "We should have chicken for dinner, just chicken, chicken and poop." showers of giggles will follow this statement. Her stuffed frog who she calls kitty rode out of the dr's office today on my behind-"Kitty is clawing you! She is riding on your butt, hahah with her claws. Can you feel kitty? She is on your buttcheek. Why is it called a butt cheek?" I told her I guess it is because it looks like the cheek on your face, just bigger and she seemed to accept my answer. She will continue the interegation when she doesn't like your answer. Other off the wall Q's include- what is a driveway? What is cement? Why do they call it a tattoo? How do you make the chair go up? ( dr office had electric chair to raise patients to dr eye level.) She thinks it is very funny to tell us how we are peepee or eat poop, or how she is going to give you poop, and so on. Everyone else is tired of poop and peepee talk but she will make her dramatic statement of how she will "just pee on my head then", and start into fits of giggles. sigh. funny. I think she has my hair texture, my her mom's attitude and our brother's ears & sense of humor. When she hasn't rolled into the gutter with potty humor, she is a smart cookie and cute to boot!
It is getting late in the summer and closer to fall, which is getting close to November, which is appearantly when a large number of people are due to give birth and when my due date was before the m/c. I can't stand to look at them with their pregnant bellies and happy faces, and I run whenever they start talking about being due in Nov, or the pregnancy at all. At this point I am less worried about seeming rude when I suddenly walk away mid conversation, than I am about seeming crazy when I have some kind of mental breakdown as some woman tells me about her pregnancy. I need sanity more than friends I guess. Nov will be a hard month, I feel it waiting for me in the near future, like a dark cloud you can see coming right at you, but you are stuck in the middle of nowhere with no shelter, umbrella or help.
