Some people can tell that a storm is coming by the aching in their bones.  Others have burning ears that indicate they are being gosspied about.  Me?  I have psychic bosoms.

You laugh.  But I am telling you, I KNEW I was pregnant with Engineer when my normally A-cup sized sisters doubled in size and grew stripes.  Okay, so maybe the bosoms aren’t pyschic, but they do help me in making MY predictions.

Right now, they are telling me that Spider will be weaned soon.  It is their.. errr… deflated state that indicates this to me.  You know that song, "Do your ears hang low?"  Can you tie them in a knot, can you tie them in a bow?  Can you throw ‘em over your shoulder? 

Yes.  I can answer those questions in the affirmative for the aformentioned appendages.  So gross.

It’s a time of mixed emotion, this weaning process.  My baby’s growing up.  She’s getting more independent.  Soon I will be able to touch my toes with more than just my hands. 

I don’t really know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing.  What do you think?