quick...the kids are asleep!

joya and cj rockin' out at felt this past thursday night...i had to have a couple of drinkies to settle my nerves. i always act all weird when i see joanna perform...nerves, nerves, nerves. and then you throw all the socializing into the mix and i'm a total wreck. i do have to say that it was wonderful to get out of my routine, get into the city. boo and i walked and walked and walked...from cambridge to downtown crossing. it was gorgeous, although we spent the whole time complaining about our torn-up feet. bad shoe choice for both of us. we got to hang without grace interrupting to discuss her beegine or me having to whip my boobies out, which doesn't happen very much. jo rocked the house, and i got hit on by TWO girlies. at least i think they were girls.

sunday was joey's baptism. and while i won't get into our religious beliefs here, i will say that it is something that we do with our family...can't say much more. it was a beautiful ceremony...pum was the best, singing and then sleeping through being drenched on the head with water. he was perfect. we have such a beautiful family and wonderful friends who have helped us on our journey. sunday was a perfect time to reflect on them and the kids and how far we've come. some i'm great-full for that. thank you to everyone who came and who helped out...so much lovins coming your way. and the best part was joya's little prayer for pummy- i would post it now but it's downstairs and my belly isn't feeling good, so i'm going to continue to sit on my fanny and keep writing.

my girl. my beautiful glowing girl is very very sick. explosive, horrible poops since sunday. well, a bit before that, but it's been bad since sunday. she's never really been sick before. never been on meds or anything. she's otherwise happy and playing and normal, except for every four or five minutes when she looks at me with fear in her eyes and says "mami, i have to go poop..." and we fly to the potty and all her insides fall out. poor girl. i'm not used to seeing her sick. not used to her crying in pain because her bum is so raw from wiping. i just keep giving her fluids and hugs and snuggles. right now her and pum and sleeping together in my bed under quilties, hence my posting. there hasn't been much "nina" time around here lately.

pum singing in church. i'm not kidding, he was singing and singing. so beautiful. freakishly good babies make me think i could have more. must.remember.grace.as.a.baby.!

even though the girl was sick, it didn't stop her from digging into her 3rd bday cake, probably infecting everyone else in the process. pum wanted in on the action, too. i love how little gilbert gatherings can turn into 40+ gatherings in the blink of an eye. thank you everyone, again.

and thank you bust magazine for putting out a new issue just when i needed one most.

final thoughts:

baked lays + sweet relish = crazy delicious

friendlies vanilla/chocolate ice cream = giant adult hoodsie cup

john has taken care of me the past two nights by serving me ice cream when i was too tired and/or useless to move. he's also let me rub his feet raw with my sandpaper heels in bed when i needed to snuggle. this is why i love him. he spoons me even when it means physical pain.

reconnecting with an old friend this weekend (jc) = we can not see each other for months, even years, and pick up right where we left off...the best.

grace asked libby officially to be her "auntie libby"- one highlight from the weekend

lots of crafting to be going on here in the coming weeks...lots of gifties to be made for my tiny birthday crew


sending lovins and snuggleoos to my cybersisters-
n.