My worst nightmare....

Today my worst nightmare happened....Lily said "Dora." Let's just clarify that she hardly watches Dora on tv. I'm terrified of characters. I despise clothes with Elmo, Mickey, Tinkerbell, Dora and everyone else I failed to mention. Why??...well, I just think they are cheesy. I dread the day she asks me for Dora shoes...I'll just tell her they don't come in her size.

Peanut...7m old...

Just when I thought Pickle was an easy baby God gave me Peanut. Peanut is the sweetest, most lovable, cuddly, good natured baby. He is such a love muffin.

Are these early signs of hoarding?

I have been known to hoard lip glosses. I hoard them for so long that they eventually have to get tossed. Yes, even brand new lip glosses. I'm obsessed with hoarding tv shows because it makes me feel better about myself. Lately, Pickle has gotten so obsessed with carrying her stuff around from stroller to bag to basket. I call her my little bag lady and Big D has taught her to say Pack Rat. At least it entertains her for hours. Moving, shuffling, packing, carrying, to just do it again.