Cutie and the Crank

Tabby was really cute today. After I picked her up we got some more one-on-one time since Daddy was working and then in his shop. I don't remember what I said (some random declarative statement) and she responded by patting me on the arm and then said “I know, I know.” This was followed by her observation that something was “kinda weird.” Where the heck does she come up with these things? I brought her out on the font porch and got her to pose for some photos. She was not really much into this idea at first and then totally hammed it up. She seems like such a big girl to me these days and I'm sure it will be even more apparent when her little brother makes his appearance. *sigh*

I on the otherhand was a piece of work. I can't remember if I got to this part with Tabby or if I was just extra bad due to lack of sleep or something, but I was huffing and puffing everywhere I went and could hardly keep up with the normal stuff – just picking up around the house and that sort of thing. But I still managed to fold a ton of laundry (Tabby's from last week and Baby Boy's entire wardrobe) as well as cleaning up the kitchen after dinner. Pure stubbornness – don't underestimate it! I was ready for bed at 8, and Tabby at 7:30 but Matt needed to be in Tabby's room to fit the drawers and such, so Tabby and I read half the books in her shelf while we waited for him. The “comfortable” position I found on the floor left me practically unable to walk (and in tears) after sitting in it for nearly 40 minutes. Needless to say, I am not doing my bit towards finishing the drawers this evening. It is a bit of computer time and then off to bed for me.