Sorry it has been a while since the last post.  Readers will be pleased to know that we have had no more rodent invasions during the past week!  Yippee!  A couple points of interest...Marianna had her 9 month old check up and her head is in the 90th percentile.  The rest of her is in the 50th.  I blame Greg for the 90th percentile head measurement.  Maybe it means she will be uber-smart.  Or maybe she will have a big ego...or both, who knows.  The doctor mentioned that Kiley was five going on fifteen.  Yeah, tell us something we didn't already know.  Hopefully this means that she will skip the evil teen years and go straight to young adulthood....but we probably aren't that lucky. 

Greg has been reading too much Dr. Seuss.  How do I know?  I never thought you would ask....while walking the dogs over the weekend, this is what he recited:

Piercey Pie will poo
He will poo on cue
He will poo in the dew

Watch out, he might poo on you!

Put down the book, Greg, and back away slowly.   Greg keeps doing things or saying things, and now he just says, "Is that bloggable?"  Well, yes...Dr. Seuss style rhyming inspired by poo is definitely bloggable. 

Another poo note, we went out to dinner with some new friends Friday night (go us, we have friends!).  I tend to forget that the baby enjoys food now, and I forgot to ask Greg to pack her any.  We were at a Mexican restaurant, so I figured that refried beans without cheese would be okay.  She did like them.  A lot.  Greg, being so in tuned to poo proclaimed that I would be changing all the diapers for the next few days as the refried beans made their exit....well yes, I did change a whole lot of pretty gross diapers, all of which smelled like double refried beans.  Anybody wishing they had stopped reading this already???