I’m sitting on the sun room watching the sky turn black from the storm. We got back from the mall just in time. Sam has already outgrown many of her 3-6 months clothes. She is a very long girl. She is laying on the floor in her new floor gym that Daddy bought for her, rolling to her tummy but unfortunately not back again. (the sky is even darker now. Is the hand of God descending soon?) Wait, she just did it! Wow, I can’t keep up with her. So I found a couple of outfits for her, but not many. I can’t bring myself to pay $30 for a summer outfit that she won’t wear for very long. Adult clothes for summer go on sale in the summer, why not kid clothes?

Let’s see, what are the silly things going on. (flip, flip she goes) Sam is grabbing Ella’s ear and fur and twists. Ella turns around to see who has her in the choke hold, and then licks Sam’s face. (wind picking up now, breath of God) I guess she isn’t too bothered by it all. I don’t let Samantha get too brutal with her. Samantha also holds onto Hamlet the same way, and Hamlet just purrs the louder for it. Matt and I have discovered an amazing new building material, very cheap, completely renewable: baby drool and dog hair. I can’t get the hair off her for anything once it gets stuck in her drool. I have basically given up and resigned myself to the fact that she will probably have swallowed enough hair by the time she is two to have knitted an adult sized sweater. Yucky, but sane. Oh, now Samantha has decided that toes are better than any floor gym and is sucking on the big one with great relish.

She charmed everyone in the mall with her big grin. She loves being out. She smiles at everyone and turns her head around a lot to make sure she isn’t missing anyone. What a sweetie!

Thunder, lightning, dogs and cats sleeping together. Storm is really here. I am looking forward to watching the rain from inside my cozy porch.