We sort have gotten off your main thread Jamie but I have to tell one more good ole days stories: When my second son was born not only was the cord aroung his neck, but so was his hand so he came out head and shoulder together, ripped me badly. Had a few birth marks and was on oxygen for 3 days. The pediatrician told me he would likely be moderately to severly retarded and I cried for days. Well that son is the one that’s an officer in the Navy today. When he gave me a tour on his aircraft carrier, he showed me his bunk ( remember I told you what his bedroom looked like ), and I laughed and commented how his bedroom used to look like. Also it was not uncommon to come home from work and find this kid with another bud flat on their bellies with about 50 army men spread out, playing war in our living room. They were juniors in high school:D , but I have always remembered that age old question” Do you know where your kids are?” and I could smile and say, yup, my kid is being silly right now with his bud, but I know where he is. These same two gave me headaches too-you never stop worrying about your kids, but they both turned out to be great men. And, thank God, my son is not retarded. Left handed and klutzy like me, but he is so proud to be in the Navy. Love being with him when he is in uniform, and someone will stop us in a store, and say “thank you” to him.
Would love to see your stove Jamie. Maybe you will have to keep having babies until you get that little girl that will wrap your hubby around her finger!!:) Emma