Rapture free

I waited a week to post again, just to make sure the rapture didn't happen as planned, just a little late.  Apparently the crazy old (89 years old) rich man says it did happen -- it was just a spiritual rapture and not a physical one, and that the world will still end on October 21.  It must be nice to be so certain about things.  I don't even know what I'm going to make for dinner tonight, let alone when and how the world will end.  


The good news is that in addition to being rapture free, Kayla's bladder is also, for the moment, bacteria free.  She was off antibiotics for one week, got tested, and there were no little buggers swimming around in her pee for the first time in a long time. So perhaps her lady-parts nip/tuck helped?  We'll return for another urinalysis in a couple of weeks and hope her pee remains bacteria free.


On another note, my sweet great-niece Penelope does not appear to be as happy about the non-rapture as I am.  

Not sure why.  Maybe it's because she was hoping the rapture would take her away and she could avoid the pain of teething (see those two little bits of white on her lower gum?) or maybe it's because her father keeps taking pictures of her like this one.

Baby P's mother, my niece, upon seeing that her husband, P's father, had posted this little gem on Facebook, commented, "Wow. That is the most white trash baby pic I think I've ever seen."  Agreed.  At least this next one makes up for it, kind of. Suffice to say for now, at this rate, Sweet P might be losing the cheek wars (tho the right cheek below is pretty spectacular).

By the way, Sweet Pea is getting so big, she needs a new car seat!