tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32149678.post8210479805774020223..comments2009-03-14T14:59:37.902-04:00Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01115539371047801424noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32149678.post-73443294376892705692009-03-14T14:59:00.000-04:002009-03-14T14:59:00.000-04:00I am so utterly jealous that Elizabeth weighs 18 pounds. Maybe she can take Samantha out to the garden and snack on some goodies. At eight months, SMB only weighs 15 pounds, 9.5 ounces because she HATES veggies and meats and only sometimes tolerates fruits. Darned eating aversion.vkrem1dmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09095096222043029841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32149678.post-55042229777043769932009-03-09T20:12:00.000-04:002009-03-09T20:12:00.000-04:00I am not sure I want to know about the other ones! What is nice, is that you grew up and had two wonderful daughters who have the intelligence to get into things. I really worry about little girls who just sit there looking cute, but have no iniative, no spunk, and no curiosity.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32149678.post-43437704701492875322009-03-07T21:45:00.000-05:002009-03-07T21:45:00.000-05:00And those were just the ones you knew about, mom! :)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01115539371047801424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32149678.post-88216062497165460632009-03-07T21:33:00.000-05:002009-03-07T21:33:00.000-05:00These are much easier to handle than jumping off of 4 foot high playhouses into bean bag chairs, driving a car (and forgetting to call home that she will be late) wandering down streams without telling an adult where you have gone, jumping off of the top of apartment houses, walking the length of a hall (without touching the floor, just the walls) climbing doorways and sitting on the top of the fridge.....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com