Roslyn drank more beer!
Actually she just wanted to naw on me beer glass. I moved her to a sippy cup which worked well for about a half hour.
She HAS to be teething as she was borderline all evening; from the eating to playing to the great unhappiness.
And it wasn't the diaper. I've been very lucky on this part so far. Saturday will be different.
Roslyn did get quite a kick out of Ben today. she laughed, smiled and reached for him. With ball in mouth he came right up to her no worries. I suspect that this is a good arrangement just so that she's not taking his ball or swatting him in the eye. He's warming up to her nicely.
Another half bottle at 8ish and she's down for the count...in her bed. Last night she was baby boo bed hog.
And I'm goofin' and eating and getting fat with a bad leg.
WTF?
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