It's been awhile since I last had time or energy to write. We also had a ton of family over on Memorial Day. I missed Tom and Kim and Julia and Jen & Frank couldn't make it, but it was fun. The Tart was absolutely a laugh riot! The inch worms are all over the place and she kept bringing us "friends" to play with -- Yuck, but amusing to see this dainty little girl playing with worms.
She slept over on Sunday night and again -- a laugh riot! Especially when she decided she was going to try to wake up Uncle Roger at the crack of dawn. He's a heavy sleeper and her little squeeky "get up sleepy head" didn't work. She was *very* disappointed.
I'm also reconsidering my participation in the angel quilt project. It's just chock full of fundie Xtians and I'm having a hard time swallowing it. When I spoke to one of the list leaders to vent, it was suggested that I go no mail rather than have them explain to the fundies that they were being offensive. Why would I want to belong to a group where I have to go no mail or have my blood pressure somewhere in the stratosphere? I know the babies are the most important, but so is my peace of mind. I guess I'm too used to living in a metro area where just about anything goes.
Anyway, I'm working on another preemie quilt and will deliver it, but after this, who knows?