eumelia | Some Baby Updates.

Libby is five months old and a day.
I've been in the US almost three months.
Everything has gone by so quickly and I've gone through so many changes myself, it's quite extraordinary.

Libby is now practically sitting upright and we've started her on mushy solids, she loves apple and banana (despises porridge, which I happen to love), we've even managed to cut out a morning feed and just feed her the solids, which is much easier for her mother, since it's quite difficult to pump as much as Libby needs, bot can that girl eat!
Her poos are also quite stinky, when before they had no smell.
She's so big, she'll be as big as her brother in no time, who is a very clever little boy.

I've realized I'm becoming more of a care taker for Shvo, where as I should be "Cool Auntie Mel", I'm fast becoming just "Another Person to Tell me what to do", which is no good, since I want to be the person my nephews and niece come to when they grow sick of their parents.
So more storied for Shvo, more fun baths and more not "taking care of him" per se.

'Tis fun.

feeling where did the time go?
hearing Pink Floyd - Breathe

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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