4 months, 1 week, 3 days...i think that's right
Sleep: don't go there
House: well, we're waiting to hear if we are approved for our loan or not. If so, great, we'll send the contract. If not, keep on looking.We got a puppy, an English mastiff to be exact. We named him Sampson. He's so cute and very well behaved. He likes to lick Savannah, and she thinks that he is the funniest thing in the world (besides her Exersaucer). Savannah scares me sometimes, because she gets so excited that she screams really loud, and sometimes I can't tell if she's mad or happy. Instead of playing with the bugs on her Exersaucer, I turn them and she looks at them, laughs, and screams. Savannah goes to the pediatrician tomorrow for her 4 month checkup. My friend, Lacy, is going with me, because Rick has to work. My poor baby has to get more shots in her little fat thighs. But we can't have her getting hepatitis B or meningitis or anything like that, no siree. Miss Savannah breaks my little heart every time I eat. She looks at my food and cries cause she wants some too. So we went out to eat at Golden Corral the other day, and Rick and I gave her some banana pudding, which she absolutely loved! Hopefully tomorrow the doctor will say that she's ready for cereal. Mmmk, gotta go, I think a mosquito is biting me.
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
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