My boobs got me out of Jury Duty today.
100 of us were called into the court room, some of us pleaded our case to be dismissed early due to "extreme hardships".
Poor unemployed lady: "Judge, this is creating a tremendous financial hardship for me and my family. I just lost my job, I have 5 kids in Daycare...blah blah blah"
Judge: "We'll consider your case with further reviewing."
Old Man with blue skin on Oxygen with a walker: "I do not have enough portable Oxygen to get me through 2 days of a trial. I simply cannot be without Oxygen."
Judge: "How much portable Oxygen do you have in your car?"
Old Man with blue skin: "Only 1 more tank."
Judge: "We'll consider your case."
I stand up in full firefighter uniform with breast pump in hand. "Sir, I am a nursing Mom and need to pump every 2 1/2 - 3 hours. If chosen for this jury, it would be inconvenient for me and could possibly increase the length of this trial due to my frequent breaks."
Judge: "How old is your baby?"
Me: "6 months." (I wish I would have said 7 years old just to see the look on his face)
Judge: "Does anybody object to dismissing her now?"
Prosecuting Attorney stands up and winks at me: "I've been there. No objection."
Defense Attorney: "No objection."
Judge: "Dismissed."
I grab my breast pump and as I'm leaving the court room, I hear someone from the crowd shout, "YOU GO PUMP GIRL!"
I was the only Juror out of 100 to leave before noon. Thank you boobies.
The Chicken had her eyes open A LOT today. She was sooooo not into napping. 
Alex loved this swing. 
I checked my blog today and realized that it is still not updating itself as I had anticipated. 
I snapped this shot of Alex and Jack to help them. 
It's that time of year again. K-Man and Dawn the Great made BFF her favorite cake (gluten-free chocolate cake with gluten-free chocolate frosting). The belly ache I got after consuming half of this cake, reminded me that I'm still probably allergic to gluten-free stuff. 
We went to Aunty Anga's LaCrosse game yesterday. Alex was clapping real loud with those big hands. 
Here are Nana and Bapa singing a Kelly Clarkson ("Since you've been gone") song to the chicken.
We shipped Alex's car from Florida. Grandma Sunshine gave it to her. 
Alex and I were facing some pretty treacherous snow conditions today. I really wanted to shovel, and Alex wanted more tickle time.
Alex is traveling the country spreading her love. Here she is with Aunta Josa playing "the tent game" with her blanket named Lotion.
We're back home just in time for a snow day. Here is Alex hunkering down, watching Baby Mozart with a bottle full of prune juice, YUMM-O.
The Puritans called, they want their outfit back.
The Keelaone's and the Gulf of Mexico.
The chicken gets all crabby in the mornings if we take too long getting ready for the pool.
Yes, I realize I ended that sentence with a preposition, don't judge.
A nap with ocean views.
This is Alex's Great Mimi.
Super Suzy made the trek down from Tampa to meet the chicken, thanks Suzy.
Alex was upset that we wouldn't let her drink the pool water. 
She's eating people food folks, just orange people food (carrots and sweet potatoes).
Go away winter. It's time for BBQ's, and bike riding, and popsicles and stuff.
