Honestly, invisible peeps. I live in northern New England. I KNOW it's going to snow before Halloween. But October 13th? Really? We've had snow on the mountaintops for a week or more, but I'm NOT ON TOP OF A MOUNTAIN.
The view Saturday:
This kind of thing is EXACTLY why my mom no longer lives up here.
Awesome Nurse Karen was cracking me up today. She lurves our girl, and gets all excited when Jane's awake and alert. She was describing the face Jane makes when she's concentrating and looked up and saw me listening and pointed: "Like that! Just like that!" And did it again when she was describing Jane's frowny face. Apparently my monkey brain is in full gear and can't not mimic people. Ooh, banana!
So the takeaway seems to be that Jane looks mostly like Tom but has my dad's eyes and my facial expressions. And my weird toes. Musn't forget the toes. Oh, and Tom's mom's fingers -- another pianist in the family? The real question, of course, is what position she'll play once she's on the soccer team. She's pretty compact -- I'm thinking halfback. (Don't tell Tom; he wants the girls to be tennis players. Whatevs.)
Oh, hey, and about that vent switch thingy. They gave Jane a day off from the weaning today, so pencil us in for Thursday. Friday would be a safer bet. Okay, see you Saturday, then!