Joining the Snagglepuss brigade

Nick lost 3 teeth last week. I think Noah "helped" him lose one.

Typing with a kid in one arm is hard. Here's a picture Nick took today. Yes, she's getting a little color.



Is it just me, or have the boys watched too much Star Wars?

Blurb

I'm not dead. I've been working since last Monday for a major manufacturer of nutraceuticals and dietary supplements. I'm working as a chemist doing quality control. For the past week I've ground umpteen tablets and ruptured a gazillion softgels to determine their Vitamin C content blah blah blah. It's paying the bills for now. I'll post more later about what's been going on with me. Ciao.

PS: Night at the Museum is a pretty good movie.

PPS: Nyla and M.R.S. are doing well.

PPS: We just registered for Myrtle Beach.

Princess

My Parents

Hear ye hear ye!

She's here! The little princess arrived @ 1:52 pm yesterday. She's so tiny and precious! Her weight was 7 lb, 6 oz, and she was 19" long. I'm at a public library in Greenville posting this, and their computers have restrictions that prevent me from uploading any pictures. She has a head full of hair (and she poops a lot). I've already learned that changing girl diapers is a little trickier than changing boys' diapers. And in case you were wondering, yes, I am already wrapped around her finger. Gotta run.

She's almost here!

The M.R.S. is either having the baby this weekend or they're inducing her Monday (probably in the morning).

How much more childproofing do I have to do?

Right before bed sometime in the wee hours of the morning (I fell asleep AGAIN on the couch), I went into the bathroom to check things out. I accidentally knocked the M.R.S.' toothbrush out of the holder onto the floor. When I picked it up, I noticed there was something green on the toothbrush. Curious, I looked around and saw the same viscous green substance on MY toothbrush. Really curious by this time, I then remembered that we don't have any green toothpaste. After doing a little detective work I found out what the green substance was:



*Sigh* Back to the Godly Parenting drawing board.

Update: I just talked to the M.R.S. The dog has returned to its vomit.

Well, I do need a job.

My fellowship funding has come to an end. I've been retooling the old resume this past week and putting it out there for the world to see. To date, I've applied to a local environmental testing lab, a microbiology lab at a pharmaceutical company, a part-time QC lab tech position, and a forensics position. I'm in the process of applying for an adjunct position at our local technical college. (Desiree and I colleagues, perhaps?) Let's see what happens.

I was just offered the opportunity to sell insurance to small businesses locally. I initially told the guy no, then reconsidered. I'm gonna sleep on it tonight and give him a call back tomorrow. I'm really hoping that this 3rd shift job in a Greenville micro lab calls me. It would be a boost in salary, and I could still come in here and get my personal lab work done.

No baby yet. We go to the doc Thursday, and we'll see if we can nail down Monday as the day he'll induce labor. Last Thursday they did an ultrasound, and estimated "little" Nyla was ~ 7 lbs. 10 oz. I don't think I can wait much longer.