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Propeller plant is killin it!

I got this propeller plant from cactuslimon with a gift certificate from Mark. There were other succulents, too, and they're all doing fine, but this one succumbed to some kind of wasting disease. I refused to accept that and let the leaves just lie on top of the soil. And now look at them! Fakers, I say! Fakers!

They have sneaky pink roots that are snaking around in the soil, although you can't quite see it here. I had to make a rule that I wasn't allowed to pull them up to look at the roots anymore. It was destroying all their little root hairs.

Meet YogaMan!

I'm really working very hard today, can't you tell?

Thanks Ma!

Eric's mom brought us lunch via the Internet! It was delicious, I mean, D-L-S! Moe approved also. The internet is  an amazing thing indeed.

Oscar speaks again!

First I have some sad news. Eric didn't want it even on the blog but that feels like keeping it a secret to me. Thistle, one of our angora rabbits, died last Sunday, and we buried her on Friday. She had been getting thin for some time and suddenly was skin and bones and unable to stand. She died the night we found her unable to stand. Now that she is gone, we think she had some sort of internal disorder like diabetes or kidney failure, because Juniper is not drinking even half the water that both of them did, and there is no more pee outside the litter box.
It is strange that she is gone, but not depressingly sad. It is hard to think that that is an ok way to feel about a rabbit pet dying.

But moving on...
Oscar laughed his first laugh yesterday. He hasn't done it since. I'm sure he's saving them up for something special! He has also discovered his stentor voice, and has been shouting at us regularly. It isn't always clear whether he's upset or thinking about crying, or just enjoying being loud.
Here he is being his best self, the happy smiling chatty baby that we love.

Old man.

See how he couldn't even possibly fit in his old clothes! He's almost grown out of the 0-3 month sizes, which is most appropriate. It's funny to think that he will never wear these outfits again in his life.