Happy Birthday, Charlotte!

Another one of my beautiful friends gave birth yesterday and I couldn't be happier.  Nicole had her sweet little Charlotte and let me tell you, she is adorable.  I wish so much that I could be there in Chicago to help welcome her and celebrate her arrival, but I'm so thankful for the internet.  It lets me play like I'm there.  I stole a picture from facebook and I really hope she doesn't mind that I'm posting it, but it's the most amazing picture and I just had to.

Am I right?!   It's just beautiful.  Welcome to the world, Charlotte Michelle Meharry.  I love you already! 

I am a horrible friend and haven't sent her gift yet.  For the record, it's going in the mail tomorrow.  I promise.  I've been working on some little headbands to include in the package.  I'll post some pictures of them soon.  

I took Kiki to the doctor today because I was just sure she had an ear infection.  She kept tugging at her ear and seemed a bit under the weather.  Well, apparently I haven't been blessed with the mother's intuition, because she didn't have an ear infection and the doctor thinks it's just teething.  Oh, well.  I guess it's better to be safe than sorry.

Rosie is definitely starting to feel better.  She's not 100%, but we're getting close.  She's been cracking me up lately.  She came in my room yesterday wearing her red cowboy boots.  She looked at me in all seriousness, and stated, "I don't want to wear shoes anymore, only these boots."  Cracked me up!  

Zumba was pretty irritating this evening.  Our class has gotten pretty big and they are working on creating a new classroom for us, but until then, they put us on the stage in the gym.  The Fletcher Academy kids have their intramurals at the same time.  No, it's never been my dream to have a large group of teenage boys watch me exercise.  Nope, never.  Apart from that, this little teenage girl came for the first time on Monday and stood right beside me.  I mean RIGHT beside me.  Like an inch away.  It was so hard to do any of the moves with her so close.  Maria and I kept giggling because it was almost comical--like a Saturday Night Live sketch or something.  She stuck to me like glue and because she was new she didn't know any of the moves and we kept running into each other.  Tonight I was hoping that she wouldn't stand by me.  Well I got my wish, she didn't stand beside me...she stood about an inch behind me.  This was even worse!!!  I could actually feel her breathing!  I moved eight times and every time, she would find her way over to me.  The worst part is that she kept tooting.  Both nights!  Zumba is hard enough.  I can't handle having these extra obstacles to worry about:)