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Getting better, not older.
The food was in coolers. Drinks on ice. The cake would be delivered. Two babies (toddlers, now. Running and speaking almost sentences. But, they would always be babies to Alison) in brand new bathing suits with arms encased in inflated water-wings. And Daddy in swimming trunks that kept Mommy's eyes wandering ( Read more... ) -
Still the one.
Alison woke at a reasonable hour and was only mildly ill. The morning sickness so far with her second pregnancy had been easier to handle than the first. She was especially glad for it on days like today. It was Valentine's Day and she needed to do something special for her handsome hubby ( Read more... ) -
The Twins: Year one.
"Happy birthday to youuuuuu..." Alison was singing to the twins as she got them bathed and dressed for their very first birthday party. She had been singing all day. All sorts of songs, with Happy Birthday randomly thrown in. Hana giggled every time Alison elongated the word 'you'. Aiden was too busy playing with the plushie frog face on his new ( Read more... ) -
Creepin' and crawlin'.
Alison was being vewwy vewwy quiet. She was hunting babies. Spying on them, really. She was peeking around the door frame from the kitchen. Aiden and Hana were playing on an activity mat she'd spread out for them. When she stepped away to grab sippy cups for them, she returned to a very interesting sight ( Read more... ) -
Splish splash.
"Who's got a little duckie bathing suit on? Who does?" Alison grinned as she tickled Hana tiny foot. The baby in her arms giggled and wiggled. Hana's bathing suit was a one-piece, bright yellow suit with white, baby ducks on it ( Read more... ) -
From the mouths of babes.
Alison was stretched out on her side on a blanket. The blanket was spread out in the living room under the big windows. There was a little bit of a chill in the morning air, so she didn't want to have the kids outside. But, they could play on a blanket in the sun light ( Read more... ) -
Happy Birthday!
The preparations had begun days before. Alison had sent letter after letter and made dozens of phone calls. Half of the calls had gone to her stubborn step-son. Shatterstar was hard to corral. The other half had gone out to other family and friends. Anyone Alison could think to invite, she had contacted. Her invitations were only part of the deal. ( Read more... ) -
More OOCness...
My Personality
Neuroticism
89
Extraversion
84
Openness to Experience
38
Agreeableness
69
Conscientiousness
26
You do not experience strong, irresistible cravings and consequently do not find yourself tempted to overindulge, however you tend to lack energy and have difficult initiating activities. You lead a leisurely and relaxed life. You would prefer to ( Read more... ) -
Promise kept.
After a night of ups and downs -- if she were entirely truthful, it was a lot more downs than ups -- Alison made good on her promise to her mother-in-law. She started out early. The babies were fed and kissed, and her husband snuggled thoroughly. It had almost given her time to talk herself out of leaving, but in the end, the jonin had gently ( Read more... )