hehe

Ah...good old Billy Shakespeare. There was a man that KNEW how to wear his mustache with pride. And write poetry, of course.

Sophie, I will post pictures when Margo decides to wake up. Apparently she has not gotten the memo that guinea pigs are supposed to be nocturnal creatures. That drink from water bottles constantly and have random bursts of squeaking and attacking Lauren's fingers thinking they are carrots.

And I have an awesome love of Shel Silverstein. Which not many people know, but I have his Where The Sidewalk Ends book on CD.