We took Dylan to meet everyone in her daycare room this morning. They were excited because they only have one other girl right now. Dylan wowed them with her blank stare the entire time. It is just as nice as I remembered it -- all the babies were happy and the girls taking care of them seem great. One reason I have been so worried about the bottle was that at the other daycare we were using as a backup, they pretty much threatened me that if she wouldn't take a bottle by the time she started, well, they couldn't make any promises. When I asked about that this morning they were like, well, you work right here don't you? We'll just call if we have any trouble. One of them said how petite Dylan was. I said no, she's actually really big and the girl said, oh, it must just be her small head then (insert pinhead jokes here).
Aaron had a dream last night, the upshot of which was that he could have gotten a Wii if only he had decided to get one right away from that table over there. By the time he got back, they were gone.
Snuffy went to the vet this morning to get his lyme disease test. He is much less skittish than he used to be, but at the vet he continues to be terrified. Especially of the scale, which is just a big mat he has to walk onto. He must have some body image issues.
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That's because Dylan doesn't lick his head Nana M
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