- I have feet again. They no longer resemble swollen fat pigs attached to the end of cankles. I never appreciated what delightful feet I have until now.
- I can see my feet without bending forward.
- I can bend forward!
- I can sleep on my back, or my stomach, or however I want. Hallelujah.
- I can eat uncooked cookie dough. yummmmmm.
The Nana and her tiny cousin. :)
A little later than planned, but I finally finished Claire's baby blanket. It's hard to tell whether she likes it or not, since she always just falls asleep on things, but I'm going to assume that she approves.
Tiny Claire and her aunt Amber
They're either bonding or having a staring contest. Or both.
We carved pumpkins! I was always jealous of those people with cool pumpkins because mine always looked crappy, but apparently they just used stencils. Eric is a genius. Claire's is the tiny one--she wants to scare people.
After another puking fest, I dressed Claire in Pooh clothes. Most of them are too big and kind of make her look like a baby gangster, if gangsters wore Winnie-the-Pooh.
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