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Sebastian likes to squeel at the cats when they come around. I used to think it was because he was excited. I was wrong.

Spike squeeks like a mouse when he mews. Sebastian's trying to squeek back at him. They've talked to each other a few times squeeling and squeeking back and forth. It's so cute when he gets right up in one of the cats' faces and starts squeeling at them. They don't appreciate it much, but they're becoming tollerent. 

So, yeah, my baby's first "word" is a cat squeek. He prefers to talk to the kitties than his mommy. *sniff*

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1. Pick 15 of your favorite movies.
2. Go to IMDb (or Wikiquote) and find a quote from each movie. (or in some cases, just remember them.)
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it correctly and the name of the movie.
5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb/Wikiquote search functions.

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Leave a comment and I will:

1. Tell you why I friended you.
2. Associate you with something - a song, a color, a photo, a word, etc.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
6. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
7. In return, you must post this in your LJ.
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In 2008, ghostice resolves to...
Keep my bread clean.
Connect with my inner yarn.
Take slayxour weaving.
Admit my true feelings to reliving_ryan.
Find a new popcorn.
Pay for my hummus on time.

Get your own New Year's Resolutions:
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Going back to St. Louis for 10 days! I'm sure most of you won't notice, but I'm telling you anyway. I will try to pop on once in a while. Merry Christmas and stuff.
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It is my birthday today. I was born 26 years ago. I can't believe it's been 10 years since I was 16 and getting my driver's license.

Matt let me sleep in today. When I got up, Sebastian was watching Indy car racing on TV *rolls eyes* and started crying when he saw me. I sat down next to the table he was leaning against and he glided over to me and took 3 unassisted steps to give me a hug. Then Matt started kissing my cheek, so Sebastian HAD to kiss my other cheek. It was a wonderful way to wake up. A gross way to wake up, but sweet nonetheless.
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I'm so ready to move. Yes, already. I was ready to move after about a week here. Am I just that picky and demanding or are the people I end up being neighbors with really just that rude? The people upstairs stomp around like they're practicing for a marching band. I can't sleep when it sounds like the ceiling is going to fall on my head. They're so loud, they're woken MATT up, and that's not an easy feat. The neighbors below us blast rap music so loud that it vibrates my floor and keeps the baby from napping. The neighbors to one side blare their stereo and tv so loud I can sing along. That also keeps the baby from napping and when it's going on at night, it keeps me from sleeping. The angry ghetto guy on our other side yells and curses out in the corridor loud enough that I can hear exact words on the other side of the apartment. At least he sleeps at night though. No one else will do me that courtesy. I can call the manager on all but the people upstairs. Do I tell them to stop walking? I don't have any ground to stand on there. 

I know WE aren't great neighbors either. The baby is always thumping and bumping into walls and the floor. He shouts and yells and cries as babies are want to do. I feel bad whining about everyone when I'm sure they're annoyed with us, too. So I really think we need to move. I'm afraid of summer when the windows have to be open.... We have a parking lot full of assholes who can't work their car alarms and people who think yelling to each other at midnight is kosher. I know we can't afford a nice private place here, but just because we're poor, does that mean we deserve loud? We could find a house and probably get away from the noise, but the places we could afford are dirty and nasty. I wouldn't want to put my baby on the floor to play in those places. It just seems like I have to live with one nightmare or another. I have to decide which is the least of the evils; spiders/bugs, dirty surroundings, loud neighbors. Most places have at least two of those. 

I miss St. Louis. I could get a swank, quiet, two-bedroom place with great neighbors for about $600 a month. It would be the equivilent of a place you could find around here for about $1000+ a month. I HATE MOVING!

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Happy Thanksgiving and stuff.  May all your bellies be full.
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 Sebastian totally just popped out 3 teeth between yeaterday and today. Maybe we'll have some rest. *sigh*
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 Hahaha! Sebastian pulled the pillows off the couch and is driving into them and rolling around like a nut ball. It just doesn't seem like he should be able to entertain himself this well at 9 months old. I'm not going to argue, though. It's cracking me up!
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If anyone  cares about Sebastian and how he's doing, nine months is the best month yet! He's super fun and has a real personality now. Teething sucks, but other than that, he's a ball to be around. He's getting SO close to walking that it's painful. He's a stuntman, too. He has no fear, which is scary for me, but fun for him and Matt. *grin*
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 I want to cook. I want to cook tons of stuff, but I am running out of ideas. My biggest problem is my lack of tools. Now that I'm newly back in Bremerton, I am starting all over again. I finally have a food processor, so at least Sebastian can have food. Our fridge is so small and there's almost no food storage space in the cabinets. I have one sharp knife, a couple bowls, crappy pots and pans, and not much else. So I look at recipes, but don't have the tools to cook the items. It's all very frustraiting. I know I'll accumulate the stuff eventually, but I want it all now, dammit!  Craigslist has almost no listings for kitchen-ware if any.
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Matt finally got to meet his baby! They love each other and stuff. It's super cute. I think Matt's gunna let us keep him. *grin* Hope everyone's doing well!

PS: Spring, the car seat is a godsend and Baz loves it. Let's work out a price? I dunno what you paid for it and what it's worth, but we love it and it fits just peachy in the Jeep. Always looking out for us, eh? 
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Does anyone know any places I can find charts with fruits and veggies and what ages to introduce them to a baby? I already know about but I'm looking for more variety. Baz is almost through all of those and I'm wondering about things like kiwi, egg yolk, tofu, spinach, a reason I can't do pumpkin until 7 months, beans, zucchini, and just some ideas on other stuff. I want to make sure I can give these things to a 6 month old before just trying them on my own.

I'm also willing to purchase a book if someone can recommend one.

Thanks for any help!
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I'm now done with the new Harry Potter book. Feel free to discuss it in my presence now. *grin*

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Spring's a  snot and I ADORE her for it!

I got a surprise visit from the UPS guy delivering me THE NEW HARRY POTTER BOOK!!

She's the best enabler a girl could have!
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Went to Ren Faire on Saturday and brought the baby. I think he has his first crush on my friend Dana. He was good as gold for her! She held him and played with him and he laughed and smiled right back at her. He doesn't do that for people he's never met. He was such a good boy for her. The Faire was meh, but I they served a damn fine funnel cake. I will go to almost any fair, fest, or carnival for a good funnel cake. Dana's fiance cooked us spaghetti and homemade sauce. What a cook! I finally got to see Dana's ring, too. It's really pretty for a diamond... but I won't go on the diamond rant.

Baz was a good boy today. I dropped him off at my mother-in-law's house so I could get to my OB appointment. He babbled and had a great time with her. She's kinda loud, but he even stopped jumping quite as much whenever she spoke. I'm so proud of him. When we got back home, we were playing on the floor and I was tickling his belly and sides and got some giggles! First time ever! So of course I had to keep tickling to get more giggles. He had me laughing right back at him so hard I had tears in my eyes. We went to his pediatrician appointment after that and my boy is huge! 26 and 2/3 inches and 16 pounds, 8 ounces. The doctor said he's 90th percentile for height and 75th for weight. I knew he was a biggen, but I didn't know he was THAT much bigger than the rest of his peers.

Now I'm tired. I've been up far too long. *yawn* Still have an hour to go, too.
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meme from [ profile] brokedownrage

*Pick someone on my friends list that you want to know something about, might want to get to know, or are just curious about.
Then I will tell you a thing or two about what I know of them, or perhaps more.

The two rules:
1. You can't pick yourself.
2. You can't pick someone we are mutual friends with.

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