Oh, Bev. I hate that! I bite my nails and have ragged cuticles. I've had infections more than once.
Vortex, I'll track you down and see what's up on flickr.
And I'll try the thread trick on that pesky tag.
'Dirty Girls'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Oh, Bev. I hate that! I bite my nails and have ragged cuticles. I've had infections more than once.
Vortex, I'll track you down and see what's up on flickr.
And I'll try the thread trick on that pesky tag.
Ack. Can't see bruiser. Vortex, I'm Bchas in flickr.
The bruiser could be *me* - I was 10lbs 12oz at birth. Stayed a spherical child until I was 2 - ash-blond hair, bright blue eyes, 2 feet tall, 2 feet around. The family called me "GusGus" after the fat mouse from "Cinderella".
Then I abruptly got taller, but gained no weight, and remained a 4-foot-tall stringbean until highschool.
I'm a mutant. (And happily so.)
My mom still boggles at me being such a GINORMOUS baby. (Her first; my younger sister was half my size. Mom was Relieved(TM).)
Congratulations on aunt-hood.
Jilli is a tool-using goth EXCEPT for the arc-welder. NO. rolled up newspaper NO.
I wanna see Idris! I'm truejavachik on Flickr.
Oooooh, arc-welders...
Polter-Cow on Flickr, naturally. My curiosity is piqued!
miss_weber on Flickr. I'd love to see not-so-wee Idris.
Idris is beautiful.
Welcome, Idris! Be nice to your mother! My 7 week old isn't 10 lbs!
Sparky I want to bring lasagna down to put in the freezer.
I have no objection to this, at all, whatsoever, bring it on, yum, yum!
Your mother, who kept you up to late talking, Sox, gave Kalliope cute stuff so she is okay by me.
I have errands to run today. Don't wanna.
The bruiser could be *me* - I was 10lbs 12oz at birth. Stayed a spherical child until I was 2 - ash-blond hair, bright blue eyes, 2 feet tall, 2 feet around. The family called me "GusGus" after the fat mouse from "Cinderella".
Then I abruptly got taller, but gained no weight, and remained a 4-foot-tall stringbean until highschool.
This was my brother, too. (Though your family sounds nicer than mine - my bro's nickname was "Gorgo the Babysaur" until he was about 3.) He's now over 6 feet and weighs maybe 90 lbs soaking wet, causing him to be regularly snarled at by his three older, shorter, fatter sisters. Why'd he have to get all the nice recessive genes?
Woe! I cannot see the giant baby and comment on his adorablosity!