Tristan's awesome cousin lives in the country and invited us to come see the baby chicks.
The girl C was obsessed with the cat. This was the best cat for babies. He would take anything
she would dish out, and come back for more.

I don't know if I've ever seen real baby chicks. They were pretty cute. They had a baby turkey too.


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In other randomness, I'm done nursing as of about 3 days ago. Done forever? Possibly.
Could I really never be pregnant or nursing again? Crazy.
I have sick kid today. Better be better by tomorrow. For it is one of the best nights of the year.
Tax season is over. I get my husband back. We get to eat out and get appetizers, drinks, and desserts. We linger and talk and relax.
Plus, I wanted to go check out the 50% stuff at Roberts this morning. Oh well.
I thought I had more randomness to discuss, but the girl C is done with computer time for now.