Daddy's Girl

A day or two ago, Tyrone up and decided that Elizabeth needed some toys that would help her learn how to walk. So, that evening, he came home from work with presents for his princess. He bought her a baby walker, but not just any walker --a pink, Disney Princess walker for his little princess. It has carriage rattle, scepter, and musical castle on it. Elizabeth loves it. He also got her a pink baby stroller for her to push around. What a daddy's girl! And, it's obvious that Daddy loves his little girl. I told Tyrone that he better hope we get another girl so the pink stuff gets used again.

Valentine Vomit: Feelin' the Love

Well, duh. Yesterday was Valentines Day --ooh, how romantic-- for those people who can keep their head out of the toilet. This makes two Valentine days in a row as an ever-fattening pregnant woman. Ug. Next year, I will NOT be plumping out, but instead will be thin and able to hold down my steak dinner. I feel like I spent more time with the toilet yesterday than I did with Tyrone. I don't mind that we're having another kid, but I do mind that pregnancy and vomit seem to go hand-in-hand with each other. Nasty! As for those of you out there that don't get morning sickness, please keep that to yourself. Mine is getting worse and I don't want to be told about "so-and-so who doesn't get sick," because they just might end up getting slapped. No offense, really. I seem to get crankier than my normal cranky self when I am pregnant...and there are no pictures this time, because I don't have any to post and I don't always have to put them online...I think I may have to go throw up again.

There She Blows! --Return of the Whale

For the record, I am not a baby-making factory. For everyone's information, Tyrone and I are expecting our second kid. Ya, I know: "Holy Cow!" --and that's roughly how big I'll be in a few months. We're all excited for our new arrival and hope that it will sleep better than its older sister...