Hear that loud ticking? Oh come on, you know what I'm talking about. It follows me wherever I go.
Yeah, that would be my biological clock.
Last night I dreamed I had a baby (with Dayton of course). And I was trying to figure out the best front baby carrier, you know for infants. Oh, it looked a lot like the baby in KMart, and was so quiet and peaceful.
My biological clock is trying to trick me, trying to make me forget all I know about babies - how they cry so much and are little bundles of need and how I wouldn't get a full night's sleep until ... well, maybe when they have children of their own.
Besides, I need Tami and Ahmed to have a baby first, so I have somebody to get hand-me-downs from. :-)
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
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