We do in fact have some really nice human neighbors and have been pumping them for information lately as they have an adorable 18 month old (give or take) daughter. Fortunately with all of the turmoil of last year having quieted down, we are able to be around the house enough to chat with our neighbors and get to know them. Frankly I am just glad that the 4DP has not offended them to the point of not speaking to us.
Ah, the 4DP. What are we going to do about them. Their skill a defeating my containment fence is quite impressive, and if I had the money I would simply hire someone to smack them when they attempt to escape. Currently the fattest one (Bonnie) has made impressive escapes through tiny spots, digging up bricks, moving a granite block, and breaking a string of wire I had intertwined at the bottom of the mesh to defeat such attempts. The bottom line is: more wood. I am going to put up another row of 1 x 4's at the ground level of the fence. If the get through that, we might have to change the entire strategy and adopt the fenced area for ourselves and cede the yard to them. Alas.
Now, for Angie news. She has been feeling much less first trimester-y and much more second trimester-y. Overall energy is good, but she does tire quickly. All of the stretching and loosening of muscles and tendons is making her a bit uncomfortable but has not slowed her down much. The ever-present snack bag has decreased and could now feed only one family for a week as opposed to four, but the clothes are really becoming a problem. Yesterday, while convincing my mother to try a Jet-Dock at her pier, Angie and my Mom decided that a shopping spree would cheer them both up, so we all lumbered off to the mall (ask me to tell you about how much I love the mall sometime). I would normally have excused myself from such a trip, mumbling about hot pokers and bamboo splinters, but since the girls were both less than ambulatory and I wanted to be supportive of my wife (ahem), I followed along. You may recall the special kind of hell I mentioned being in during our first visit to the OB/Gyn, the one where I was surrounded my tired, hungry and angry pregnant women? This was pretty close: A maternity clothing store with my 21-week pregnant wife and my wheel-chair bound mom. I was running between the racks where my mom was yanking things down and shoving them at me to the changing room where Angie was trying on everything and giving them the thumbs-up or thumbs-down. I won't get in to the obvious discomfort of the other patrons as I went running by their changing rooms, or the obstacle presented by a determined woman in a wheelchair, but I will talk volume. In my life, or at least as soon as I had some say in the matter, I have never tried on as many clothes as these two ladies went through in one afternoon. I won't kvetch any further because I was quite happy that everyone (Angie and Mom) got to enjoy themselves and play dress-up. It did make me miss beer though...
Baby names are the last item for today. I want some input. A few of you already know a favored name, and I would ask you not to divulge it here, but I would like two kinds of input from everyone (anyone?):
1. Favorite names you are willing to share with others,
and
2. How, if relevant, you chose names for your own children.
You can email me directly or just comment. If you need my email, comment and I will send it on. Hope everyone is well. Angie and I send our love to Family and friends.
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