camera’s back up. almost.

I think she’s settling in around here.  Getting comfortable.

So I’m up late tonight because I’ve been trying to get my replacement Withings baby monitor to connect to either my iPad or iPhone.  Whichever.  Just connect, damn your replacement hide.  But I’m not super concerned.  I had the same trouble when the first one came out of the box.  After a day or two it randomly connected like a champ, and I had almost no trouble after that.  Until the port broke.  A huge and grateful thank you to Withings and Tekserve for cheerfully replacing it.  That’s how you make (and keep) a happy customer.

Happy once I get it working, anyway.

Little Pepper might have slept the whole night through if we’d let her.  That might have delighted us a couple weeks ago, but now we keep an eye on the calorie count.  Gotta fatten this turkey up.  We’ll check the score next Thursday and go from there.

Christmas plans are simmering up.  The Phillips clan will share their Christmas morning with us.  The Taverner clan will probably reach maximum density on Christmas afternoon.  Not sure how many Christmasses we’ll continue this bouncing thing, but for this year everybody gets a taste of home.  And yes, I will love having two families, two Christmasses, two stockings… my spirit knows no bounds.  If it were physically possible to get both clans in one room for Christmas morning, I would totally do it.  Probably just once.  Because that’s a boatload of people, in the political refugee sense.  But that would be awesome.  So fun.  The designated (self and otherwise) cooks are glaring at me right now.  But c’mon.  It would be awesome.

Avery is at that awkward stage.  (What?!)  Yep.  Too big for newborn clothes and not big enough for 3 month clothes.  She’s a noodle.  BUT!  She’s less linguini and more fettuccine these days!  And such a doll.  Belches like a trucker… and also various other trucker-like behaviours.  Not that I mean any disrespect toward the profession.  Ha – that was untrucker-like of me, right there.  Sorry.  Oh, did it again.  And again.  Moving on.

Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow we add to [the secret TV project] team one Brian Dobson, best known for about a bajillion voice roles in animation.  Considering we have been trying to reel him into a project with us for, oh, ten years, this is a big day for us.  Some might say it’s about frickin time, Mr Dobson.  Please.

I keep thinking of things I want to write about.  Blog about.  And I should have those thoughts (and act on them) about four hours earlier.  So I’ma shut up now.  You got your adorable baby pic, so be off with you.  But seriously, thanks for reading, feel free to say hey in the comments, and don’t forget to hug somebody as soon as humanly possible.