Two, and three.

Yesterday was, to all effects and purposes, my last day of classes. Yes, today I have Spanish, but we're mainly doing food stuff and going over what will be on the final-hardly a real class. My Friday classes all got cancelled. I got my email confirming I don't have to take my East Asia final. My papers for English are written (the hardest part) and only have to be revised. My European history test in NOT a final but simply a 4th test. Spanish is a real final but I didn't have trouble with the earlier stuff so I'm hoping it won't be too bad. Damm took one final last night. I think the rest of his are on Monday as well. Monday will be a whirlwind day, what with our tests starting at 8 a.m. and my last one being at 4 p.m. (though that one I'm just handing in my papers). Then we're off to Outback to, well, not celebrate Damm's going off to basic. I guess it's more of a last chance dinner type thing. Then the next morning the Orclette and I will drop h...

What do you do when both parents want to get up early and have "me-time?" You tag-team it! Damm got up at 4:30. This is also so he can get used to his basic training wake up time which will be at 2:30 our time. He figured 4:30 was close enough. I got up at 5:30, he went back to bed, and everyone's happy. So I was perusing through my blogs and noticed a recurring theme. All the moms would recommend products that they thought were cool but that they just couldn't see splurging on for themselves. This made me sit back and evaluate. I have no problems splurging on myself. I try really hard not to wince when Damm splurges on himself (he usually asks me after we've purchased something expensive or I've looked at our account balance and been horrified by how much we spent on sodas that week. And yes, when I'm not pregnant I'm in charge of finances-I'm better at keeping track of the day-to-day stuff). I have no qualms about spending money on the Orclette....

The Orclette's vocabulary is ever-expanding. She knows what juice is, she knows what oranges and bananas are. She knows that saying "crackers" will obtain her some form of chip or cracker. Saying "bite" will send the adult currently watching her into a hunt for the food that will please her. But last night she said something entirely different. "Hot. Pocket." Did you see that? My daughter said Hot Pocket ! I squealed, of course, Damm thought it was cool, and she got her Hot Pocket (Lean Pocket, actually). /sniff. So proud of my smart little baby. Who refuses to wake up this morning. Who would think that it would be me trying to wake her up? For almost a year and a half we hoped and prayed that she would sleep later than 7 a.m. And now, here she is, refusing to wake up. She obviously is her daddy's child. Also last night. I am getting bigger. And only in the stomach area so apparently it's very noticeable. And people have no qualms about looking...