Ok, This Is Getting Ridiculous!

Seriously, you'd think I'd forgotten all about this silly little blog! Have no fear, citizens! I'm back and I have news.

We're having a girl! I'll post a scan of her beautiful profile when I have one, because I feel like you all deserve to see a much less blurry version of what went up on facebook.
She will be lovely because she is mine. She's already nicer to momma than brother was. Well, except for all the vomiting and crying at commercials. Piglet -  I mean, Tigger - was a thrasher, much like he is on the outside. Little Girl is much more calm. In fact, when we were trying to get a good look at that cute little mug of hers, she kept wiping her face with her hands and then gave a big ole yawn. Cutest. Thing. EVER.
Instead of the unseemly excitement I was expecting to feel, I instead just feel relief at being able to actually use the name Pooh and I have been waiting to use for, well, since before we were even engaged. 

Yeah, we were that couple. Planning our kids' names before we were even sure we were going to be moving on from the dating stage (which honestly didn't last that long).

In other news, Tigger's turning a whole year old and we're going to celebrate with a Very Hungry Caterpillar themed party. I am not ashamed of following the crowd when it's such a fabulous idea. So I've been perusing the internet to get ideas for decorating, food presentation, and - most importantly - seeing what I can get away with leaving out, because, let's face it, we's poh.
He's adorable, by the way. He's grinnin' away and learning new tricks (thanks, Aunt Diane) and generally charming everyone with his going-on-ten-teeth. He's getting much more confident with walking and standing. He prefers to stand and walk when we're not going anywhere. I tell ya, the kid can't handle being still!
We have doors! Woot! And hopefully tonight we'll have a security door (so Tigger can watch traffic without momma fearing for his face) and a working washer! Fingers crossed!

Ok, that's all I've really got time for today. Gotta go pick up Pooh from school.
As they say in New Orleans, bayou!