


Wow, do you think bama's ground game could get any worse... (stop britton...settle down...even though you knew exactly how bama's season would go these people don't care, they are here for the babies...as well they should be...we need to reflect on the beautiful things of the world like our little girls...especially when we have spent time observing the horrors of bama's offense). By the way, the big girls are allowed to watch TV on two occasions: 1) when we are in the car for more than 15 minutes 2) and when bama is playing. And suprisingly they sat down in my lap today and watched about 2 full quarters of football. What say you to that anti-tv parents (that are not my parents)? I only missed a little football when Mary Walton jumped up, grabbed her diaper, and informed me and her sister, "poopeez." I have never used this word and neither has Elizabeth but within the last two weeks it has taken a prominent role in the girls' vocab. Needless to say, It's huhhhstairicul, and makes the ensuing duties a little bit easier to bear as she repeatedly informs you of the status of her diaper until said diaper is removed.
So moving on... we are checking out of the hospital tomorrow. The little girls are super healthy and eating great. Elizabeth is feeling a bajeellion times better right now then she was last time at this stage. This is our last night of "free" thru-the-night child care and we is takin advantage.
enjoy the pics, more to come,
b ta tha r