Meet Lord Honey. He is so named because he so often freaks me out with his behavior that I often say "Lord, Honey what are you doing??" or perhaps "Lord, Honey will you stop that . . . " Now, shhhhhh, don't tell Lord Honey that his picture went on the blog. Lord Honey is shy. Lord Honey's natural environment does not involve being viewed by complete strangers. Shhhhh. Lord Honey is peaceful when he is not provoked. Shhhhh. Be vewy qwiet. He is hunting Forex tips on the internet.
See the Gingerlings in their natural habitats, exploring their environment and manipulating their handler. Gingerling the first is indeed a lion tamer, while Gingerling the second focuses her efforts on exercise, in preparation for her side job as an aerobics instructor. Ruthless, the both of them.
This post was intended to distract me from my infernal Google searching of things like "hypoglycemia cerebral palsy" and "breast milk smells like eggs" and "penance" and "potty training child small stature." It worked for a little while. I gotta go look into this stinky breast milk thing.
Mother of two, step-mom to two more. Married. Work in the theatre of the absurd, behind the curtain, and pulling the strings. First daughter was a preemie, new Baby has MCADD, or Medium Chain Acyl-CoA Dehydrogenase Deficiency (Mighty Crappy Aggravating Disorder) and mild Cerebral Palsy, because the fun never stops around here. Foggy mind. If I wore a button it would say: Lose mind now, Ask me how! Things you might find here: bits and pieces of fluff about babies with wacky disorders, mommying, knitting very slowly, and stuff I don't say at work. If you want to send me free stuff just email me at gingerbblog at gmail.